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Written a year ago
While I was still optimistic
About the thing called LoVe
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I never fall in love on the count of three
(Although there are indeed loads of fishes in the sea)
My heart is locked and nobody has the key
I'm still searching for that someone to set me free
Waiting till he shows up 'n know it's meant to be
As far as I know, I've never fallen as a brick
I'm always afraid that guy's just some kind of trick
(That he's not serious 'n only thinking with his dick)
Brr, just thinking of it already makes me sick
All i want with a guy is feel the magical *click*
If some chemistry arises, then that's already enough
To let me want to know you and dozens of other stuff
To win my trust back for mankind, though that's going to be tough
(Before even thinking this' just going to end up in a fluff)
Give me enough time to see your diamond in the rough
It may take some time before I would call you "dear"
But i think it'd be worth it, cause i'd be over my fear
(That every man whom comes in my life's gonna bring me tears)
If you succeed, then i would be here over a year
Telling others what we whisper in eachother's ears :)