I noticed how you smiled just now surprised that having seen. How I ate up your flattery then lick the platy clean. I've been so starved for pretty words are ever insincere.
I wonder why so many times that made my teardrops fall. Made up my mind to try to find the answer to it all. I learned that love is fickle and it mostly turns out wrong.
Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it. So I'll call her the First Mrs Jones. We were married in September and it lasted till November.
The wedding bells have barely stopped their ringing. But already all your love for me is gone. On the day that we were wed well I guess we should have said.
Love for you has been so strong like a fool I've gone alone. With my feet both planted firmly in the air. I've been so in love with you I've just thought you've loved me too.