i love him,
i dobut sometimes i can't help thinking about you
about how you held my hand
and told me pretty liesbut then he smiles
and hugs me
and makes me laugh
and kisses my lips
and wipes my tearsand you're no longer relevant
i love him,
i dobut sometimes i can't help thinking about you
about how you held my hand
and told me pretty liesbut then he smiles
and hugs me
and makes me laugh
and kisses my lips
and wipes my tearsand you're no longer relevant