Once again we tried this thing.
For me its love, for you a fling.
You want me when no ones watching.
I shouldnt have to hide my feelings.
Are you ashamed of me?
Are you afraid of me?
Maybe I'm just meant to be,
A hopeless romantic,
the last of a dying breed.
Im done with the games.
Ive been real all along,
But once again, youve proven me wrong.
Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 2:36 AM UTC
Once again we tried this thing.
For me its love, for you a fling.
You want me when no ones watching.
I shouldnt have to hide my feelings.
Are you ashamed of me?
Are you afraid of me?
Maybe I'm just meant to be,
A hopeless romantic,
the last of a dying breed.
Im done with the games.
Ive been real all along,
But once again, youve proven me wrong.
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