Different shade of heartless
You don't know me
And that's the problem
You think I'm kind
You think I'm nice
So you take advantage of that
You think I forgive fast
You think I forget easy
So you believe a sorry can fix it
I sit back and wait
For you to notice
That your sorry doest calm the fire in me
It has never brought down my rage
Instead it is the gasoline to the fire in me
And when it burns you
You'll finally realise
That I'm a whole different shade
Of heatless
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