I’m
sitting here all alone,
Listening
to music about guns, razors and broken hearts,
While
waiting and staring at my phone,
You
haven’t called; all the stars and the sun became dark.
Could
I write a song?
Just
like the ones I’m listening to,
I
say I can,
Since
I know that I can’t have you.
It
hurts to know all about the truth,
And
the facts that they said,
That
I’m a fool for being crazy for you,
Now
it returns; the wounds that once bled.
I
don’t know how to end this,
But
I hope you’ll give me your kiss,
I’m
just right here, can’t you see?
‘Cause
all I want is for you to be happy with me.
Written by: Seb Calaguas
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