Your love is fake
What else is there in life to choose from
by now i think my life is done
I’m tired of you I’m tired of me
there’s not where else id rather be
Until one day i met this man
he was so cute i was his fan
he made me smile until one day
he told me that we can’t live this way
He broke my heart
he broke my fall
but he won’t give up the call
I hate him much
Feelings and such
he stole my love
into the wind flew a lovely dove
Was it a sign
was it a prayer
it wasn’t mine
my heart dispare
Sure i can’t spell
as you can see
you know i won’t tell
on you or on me.
I made a mistake
that i will live
another mistake
that you will give
I’m done for now
thank god for me
I’ll show you how
your love should be.
............................................ARISH
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