There's another glance
Wow, you actually think you still have a chance.
You want to play my mind games.
But man your going to remember my name.
You make me feel lower than dirt.
Now i have someone to hold.
I don't want anyone who leaves me so cold.
You say i tells lies.
Sometimes you make me want to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem