The whiteness of pearl
The glossiness of gold
See the richness of girl
From me walking away

Feel the warmth of her slap
Sense the sound of her thrash
See the rudeness of the girl
who is walking away

She say “I love your honesty”
I know honesty the best policy
Why is she so lunatic,
who is walking away?

She asked me for date
She was in shopaholic state
Guess the stubbornness of the lunatic
Who calls me miser again

Her gold bracelet not faked
But her sympathy is baked
It’s the attitude of the girl
That is baking that cake
Boy becoming single
Hardly changes the weeks
But the girl who left him
Tails a queue of pervert geeks

Oh come on my freakin brain
Just split out the stupid pain
See the hot figure of the new chick
Who’s walking on my way