Should anyone ask us about our love,
Especially I'll mention how we loved,
Xclusively for one another we used to.
When you were stressed out,
And you needed me to relax,
Should not be forgotten by you.
You did love me,
Or rather than just love,
Up you went on my tender touch,
Rolling over on the first hint.
Love was just a word you used,
Us was just a piece of myth,
So you ever wanted was a tool,
Tool you wanted but not Atul.