The day has gone the night has come.
The moon is shinning bright in the cool of the night.
You are on my mind while I'm thinking why?
You aren't my type but how do I say goodbye?
As I lay in my bed with my face turning red,
I try to clear my mind but I could never leave you behind.
My dear is what you call me, not beautiful, love nor baby.
Honey you are no good when you don't even act like a real man should.
I try to say bye but instead I just cry.
You hold me in your arms and ask me what's wrong.
I shrug and say nothing even though it's definitely something.
He says he already knows, great someone told.
You ask me if it's true, I now feel blue.
I don't know what to say I have been thinking about this since last May.
Dear you are mine please rethink this for me in your mind.
I can see you're getting mad. Am I really that bad?
Running away saying good bye as he says he is sorry but it's all just a lie.
I had made my own choice and didn't listen to anyone else's voice.
I did what I feel is right as my face turns bright white.
Here you come asking me what you have done wrong.
I tell you I love you and then you say it to.
I smile and smile and great sensation I haven't felt in awhile!
I ask if I'm yours again but you tell me we never met the end.
We are the perfect match as we are always attached.