NO THANKS
I.
Love is making me sick
It can be your salvation
and downfall
But why do I always
get the latter?
Is love the one to blame
or I who doesn't know whom
to share the flame?II.
I've known some with
twisted tounge
Saying things like this
and things like that
Now I am clothed with
wounds and bruises
When I let myself fall from their
bottomless trap
And you are just one of them
You should expect me to
say no thanks 'cause...Chorus.
I'm so used with those
deceiving eyes
You are not different from those
who promised me forever
but gone the day after
So if you'll gonna say
you love me,
I'll look into your eyes and say
no thanksIII.
Better take your hands off me
I know that tactic and it won't
happen again
You just need me in front
of your friends
And when you're done,
I'm also doneIV.
Oh please don't be too surprise
They don't me call me queen
for nothing
But if you want to play, I'm on it
Order a flower for your
soon to be murdered heart
So better take your pick 'cause...Chorus.
I'm so used with those
deceiving eyes
You are not different from those
who promised me forever
but gone the day after
So if you'll gonna say
you love me,
I'll look into your eyes and say
no thanksLast.
Love should be hurt and heal
Not hurt and hurt and hurt
So no thanks...
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PoésieHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.