Its sweeter than honey,
Yet as bitter as coffe.
As hot as the sun,
Yet cold as ice.
This little thing we have going on,
Is killing me inside.
You flirt endlessly,
But break my heart still.
With every smile and every wink,
A piece of it you steal.
You don't fix anything,
Just break it all.
And never will you catch me,
Everytime I fall.
