Oh honey, you're so juvenile,
But even with your childish ways,
You cannot bare a smile.
Oh honey, you made me weep,
But now not a drop of remorse
do I seap.
Oh sweetheart, you play your game,
But what from this
do you gain?
You made me chuckle, you made me cry,
But now all I do is wonder why?
now your absence makes me dance,
because oh, honey ***
I am no longer in your trance.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 9:12 AM UTC
Oh honey, you're so juvenile,
But even with your childish ways,
You cannot bare a smile.
Oh honey, you made me weep,
But now not a drop of remorse
do I seap.
Oh sweetheart, you play your game,
But what from this
do you gain?
You made me chuckle, you made me cry,
But now all I do is wonder why?
now your absence makes me dance,
because oh, honey ***
I am no longer in your trance.
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