She loves me, she loves me not
I can't tell, she hides a lot.
Feeling cold and want to die
Crouched in a corner and start to cry.
The times I mostly think about you
is when you're not around
A life without love
tell me how do you think that sounds?
Why do I even try
when all there is is disappointment?
Love slips out my hands
just like an elusive ointment.
Many friends are gone
So many now are dead
No one's getting along
because the silent fight we had.
Better to have never loved
Than to love and have lost it.
That is the way it really goes
You see how much this love has costed?
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