kisses your hand, tells you that he loves you
he says he gonna make all your dreams come true.
“trust me” he said, we’ll take the worlds last tour.
the weeks change to months, months change to years
the joy fades away
your doubt turns to fear what’s the point of loving, if your love won’t last
so i won’t say h-llo, so i don’t have to say goodbye
i won’t ever fall in love again
love is nothing but a p-ssing trend
i am to afraid to fall apart
i will share my thoughts, but not my heart
we grow apart, but still you stay together some prove that nothing doesn’t last forever you say your gonna leave, he says he’s gonna change
bit surprised your actions have betrayed your words nothing ever changes nothings ever cure what’s the point of living if your lifes a lie
love is cruel and love is unfair but love is precious love is rare cross my heart and hope to die if my loves love is a lie[x2]