

Why would someone, Want to hurt someone else’s heart? Why make me fall in love with you, And you knew you have fake heart? Your
I used to feel bad seeing you calling other women sweetie, honey, my love, babes, That all kinds of sweet names, I used to feel
He is a man and just a man, I can’t call him dad, Father. No, he remains just a man. Not a father, just a
Ceaseless disappointments, Lies and hogwash, Sugar-coated vows, Once seen as eligible; Long pushed us into an endless abyss. Torn between despair and despondency, On the
Don’t go please, Yes, I’m begging you, You are the only who makes me happy, When you leave, I will be left alone, Don’t you
For years, I trusted you, I believed everything you said, Maybe I was a dumbhead for that, Maybe I should have tried to question it,
We feel it early on The pain of becoming beautiful From early on we are taught That beauty exists Somewhere outside of ourselves To be
Dearest dad, I am not quite sure if l should call you that Maybe casually saying Bennie works I’d like us to have a talk
You know, some days, Reality was more horrifying than we could think, And the fact that we still grappled onto, The little bit of illusion;
I never felt this loneliness until that day I received the call, The call that changed my life, The call that you no longer in