Its always going to be you
i don’t know what to do
and now i have no one to complain to
you use to call me beautiful but now we just feel argue
you only say i love you, cause you suppose to
and your just going through the moves
you could see me
its like you had a special key
and i craving the way things use to be
I’m craving you to want me
im begging to you, Robbie
i want you present in my life
i want it every day and every night
i want the world to see
what real love should be
through you and me
maybe you forgot what its like to love me
but i promise it everything i pump it up to be
cause as selfless as it is for you it is for me
so come and take this air that i breath
and live life as you plus me
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