You make me love you.
All the time
So proud I am
that you are mine.
Yet what seems to happen
is you put on a show
then you get board
Guess I didn't get the memo
Oh how I love those dirty lies
Oh how I love your golden eyes
The way you say that I'm the one
the way your words make me so undone.
But then you get board again.
And I sit and wait
Hoping one day-you'll once again
tell me I'm great.
But it doesn't happen as soon as I hope.
Only your lingering words then will help me cope.
Cry
Cry
Please baby-come back and lie.
And lie....
But you don't-then I can't take it anymore.
Your no longer my baby-for that I am sure.
"Hello""Hello" so sorry dear-I love you so.
"It's Okay" I'll always say and hope to get over you...some day:)