You bought me bouquets of flowers
Called me up and talked for hours
Your heart, you said, I did possess;
You loved me more, I loved you less.

You slipped letters under my door,
Each one the same: “I love you more.”
A need  for me you did profess;
You loved me more, I loved you less.

You begged me not to leave your side-
Your voice shook, and you did not hide
Your desperation to impress;
You loved me more, I loved you less.

But oh, I could not carry on!
I couldn’t be your little pawn
On whom you’d place a wedding dress;
You loved me more, I loved you less.

Your love clouded the morning sky,
As I lived an enormous lie;
And so, my dear, I must confess:
You loved me more, I loved you less.