He promised you roses, but pricked you with thorns
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Met him with a smile, saw him off with tears
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I told you I love you, but I felt different
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I promised to be with you forever, but left with another
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone.
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone.
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Today is somehow cold, again he walks somewhere
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Quarrels, tears and resentment in relationships are in vogue
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Will dial your number. |
The phrase "I love you" will take and throw off.
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And he believes that everything is normal, but blue comes again
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"Enough, I'm tired." You tell him, but it's no use.
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Leave and go to another, again these thoughts climb
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Kiss and hug. |
Say again "I forgive"
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Everything will be new tomorrow. |
Believe it or not, love is like that.
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Breaks the heart into pieces, it will be stupid to glue.
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You do not sleep all night because of him, he comes in the morning.
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You are waiting for his call, but the caller is now in his bed
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Again you break down in tears, you are at the last stage
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Where did you fly, to the rural sky? |
Hardly.
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Relationships are a lottery. |
In oppressive passion.
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Couldn't stop. |
Quitting also hurts
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You are a toy in a big circus. |
Girl, are you satisfied?
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone.
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone.
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Your words are for him. |
No, not an empty fret, probably
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If I loved, then by any means I would be devoted to you
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You often notice hickeys and lipstick on him.
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Girl, think with your head. |
Is this what you need?
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I expected more than lies and dirty sex in the stairwell.
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He doesn't love you. |
Just for you, he is like a rider
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Do this, do that. |
Are you tired yet?
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He shies away in the club. |
You are a toy, he is Othello.
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Who will understand you? |
Yes, nobody. |
Friends will calm you down.
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Drop it, forget it, go away. |
He doesn't deserve you.
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You shake your head. |
You smoke, well, it's a custom.
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There are not a couple of differences between him and the puppeteer.
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I'm tired of seeing these dramas and scandals.
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Somewhere hearts break, how it all got.
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But you don't have to kill yourself. |
There is only one life. |
There are a thousand guys.
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Love comes only when you don't look for it.
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone.
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Now you cry, cry, and if you want to sing, sing,
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But before you love, first think with your head.
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Whom, for what, and how. |
Look at the schedules
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So that later you don't have to cry alone. |