She says
She tells me that she loves me
and that's what I want to believe
but then I see her over there
talking to my friend named Steve.
How does she really feel
out there day by day?
i don't have the heart to tell her
that Steve is actually gay.
What goes through her mind
with all the time we spend
She should tell me how she really feels
that all of this should end.
i used to be her hero, you know
Saving her from all those fears
i don't know what it has come to
She just likes to stroke my beard.
We like all the same things
but our connection has gone
Something happened yesterday
and now I think that I am done.
She wrote me a sad love note
explaining what she did
This is completely unforgivable
I am about to bust my lid.
She told me that she loved me
and I so wanted to believe
but I just found out yesterday
that she is with my good friend Steve.
She should have told me how she really felt
instead of struggling day by day.
but now the joke is really on her
because she has no idea that Steve is gay.
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