You say ....
You say, i only hear what i want to
But i dont want to hear what you say
Because it makes me sad
I dont understand why you like me
Im not nice
Sweet thats not me
If you say im a rose
I think, yes one who died a long time ago
Many years ago i was an beautiful one maybe
You look through pink glasses
And mine is black
Dont like me
Dont love me
Im not worth it
And you deserve better
Much better than me
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