Oh lord Byron you silly fool ,breaking all society's rules
Women come and women go
But you can't let the words go, they follow you everyday in your mind they run and play
Silly rhymes of love forlorn, men and women you did adore
Your lovely sister ,your true love,who are these people that they judge
Your exile they say is out of shame,but we both know your not to blame
For we are different a separate lot,we leave our mark, and then we're gone,leaving only our love forlorn
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 5:01 AM UTC
Oh lord Byron you silly fool ,breaking all society's rules
Women come and women go
But you can't let the words go, they follow you everyday in your mind they run and play
Silly rhymes of love forlorn, men and women you did adore
Your lovely sister ,your true love,who are these people that they judge
Your exile they say is out of shame,but we both know your not to blame
For we are different a separate lot,we leave our mark, and then we're gone,leaving only our love forlorn
