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I'm in like with a girl
who's in love with me.
Never one to deceive,
I try to leave subtle gestures that, we
Could never be.
To no avail.
So now I'm a baller on her court, playing the game
Broken english met with broken hearts
Try to mend each other with every passing passing day.
I play hard, and my hard work outside the lines makes her sweat.
I'm in love with the lust.
She has faith in us, but for myself
I have no trust.
A light head weighed by heavy thoughts.
It's time I brought this to an end...
With each day I grow more distant.
Men really are from Mars.
I guess you can only claim your birth from Venus.
Now self doubts turn to lonely pouts
And you assume your poor grammar is what's burning the bridge between us.
The heart often lies to the mind to save itself.
How selfish.
One quick goodbye
And one long... touch.
To remember me by, yeah, that's what you said.
But really it was your desparate attempt
To breathe life into something that was already dead.
So I take my time, hell
What's the rush?
Cheers baby,
To us
The Sweetest Goodbye
