Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Love of my life, star of my night
But she keeps killing me
Soul of my soul, she’s more than a right
And this is more than love
The reason that I live, and laugh
but to her I just can't be true.

Melisa thinks I'm unfaithful
And it kills me inside
To know that my love is distrustful
I can feel me dying
A little more inside
Every time she casts doubt…

Our love, her distrust
she might as well take a gun and put it to my head.

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