He gave me a white rose
he says its a symbol of our love
a red color in my cheeks arose
then this girl passed and gave him a shove

I soon began to worry
i asked him what happens when our rose dies?
I will buy another and another dont worry
for our love will never die
he replies
The same girl passes by but this time smiles looking cute and shy
Soon i began to realize what was happening right before my eyes

He then noticed i knew his dirty little secret
But he knew i would always keep it


He finally brought me another white rose.
But this time it was fake.
When i asked him why?
His reply was 'this rose is as fake as i'