Your hairpin in my hands
Smelling like sunshine
The only thing you left behind
And an enourmous lie
You didn't want to be forgiven
You expectaed my hatred
Nobody else but you
Nobody, nobody else can forgive you
For some things
It was not enough to be good
For love, to be loved
It was not enough to be good
Love is like baloney
And a little coquetry
And some little lie as well
To love someone throughout a lifetime
Don't be upset, she's not worth, sorry for you
Really, all is a lie, everything is a lie, filled with lying
Not love, not affection, a lie, everything is a lie, filled
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