Why do we fall in love,
Just to be stretched like a plastic glove,
Used and abused and eventually tossed,
But it’s our confidence that suffers a loss,
We feel the pain, as it leaks,
Pain from memories bitter sweet,
Pain that leaks from our hearts,
When our lovers harshly part,
So I sit here, missing her touch,
Feeling my heart break with an ouch,
When we were together I felt alive,
Now that she’s gone, I’ve died inside,
So why am I such a fool for pain,
Why can’t I get her out of my brain?
Over and over we’ll do it more,
Letting our hearts always be sore,
We’ll swear to ourselves never again,
Until tomorrow when we’re at it again.
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