The Count
How many times have I been cheated on?
How many times have i been wronged?
How many times did I sit?
So naive and biting my lip.
I can't count.
I can't count.
I can't count .
mmm i just can't count.
Where is one who I'll meet?
Where is the man who won't cheat?
Will I cross his his path today?
I'm so tired of childish play.
I'm am done with love games.
I'm am done with false claims.
I'm am done giving my heart.
I am just ready to re-start.
I can't count.
I can't count.
I can't count.
mmm i just can count.
I'm ready for souring high.
I'm ready for living my life.
I"m ready for that dance.
I'm ready for another chance.
At love.
At love.
At love.
mmmmm from above.
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