I have no more time for games
Only for what is real.
So this time I am not afraid
To say exactly how I feel.
Normally I’d hold myself back
Normally I’d pretend not to care.
But if I’m giving you my devotion
Then I think it’s only fair.
I don’t like seeing you talk to other girls.
It really tears me apart.
I don’t like seeing you talk to other girls.
Feels like a knife stabbed in my heart.
Yeah, I don’t care if it’s small talk
And it’s so much worse when you flirt.
Gushing out all your charisma
Do you understand how that hurts?
No, I’m never mad at you — impossible
I’m shattered to pieces, broken glass
No, I’m not a violent person, not one to thrash.
But seeing you with another, it makes me want to slash!
My will power is strong, so I try to let it go
Yet I can no longer afford, not letting my true feelings be known.







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