That Girl - Poem by Leah Ayliffe
I would love to love somebody
But only until they’re lonely
Once they’re free of some other woman
The lure is lost, I am that girl
The other woman
Cause to love someone who is free
Is too much to worry about
Too much to fear
Cause I would love them too much alone
And they’d leave me for another
It doesn’t matter much
‘cause being number one is easy
As long as you remember that nothing really matters.
Nothing really matters at all.
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