To be almost not quite in love
To be left to turn to dust
Ten hours forty one
I've been wondering why you're gone
Cuz they all seem to care
At first the glance and I compare
Each one better than the first
But then they leave
Leaving me with thirst
To be almost not quite in love
My curse
To be almost not quite in love
With me
And i brush it down
Act like my life is fine
Everythings going great
I dont need no man
But hold my hand if you want
I hope you won't leave this time
Ten with forty one
Alone in bed one more time
Cuz they all seem to care
At first the glance and I compare
Each one better than the first
But then they leave
Leaving me with thirst
To be almost not quite in love
My curse
To be almost not quite in love
With me
With all the love i have
Cant seen to put it out somehow
Can somebody please take back
The curse i placed on my back
Cuz they all seem to care
At first the glance and I compare
Each one better than the first
But then they leave
Leaving me with thirst
To be almost not quite in love
My curse
To be almost not quite in love
With me
YOU ARE READING
An autobiography in lyrics
PoesíaA bunch of old lyrics I once wrote under crippling fear no one would love me. BOOK 1
