There's a fine line between liking s person and hating them,
And when someone stops talking to you it hurts.But then you wake up the next day and it's all a blur,
A blur of confusion,
A blur of the unknown.

all a blur
There's a fine line between liking s person and hating them,
And when someone stops talking to you it hurts.But then you wake up the next day and it's all a blur,
A blur of confusion,
A blur of the unknown.