Right angle is where love dwells in the East
Isosceles, when you love between the leasts
Acute is when your love is short and rough
Obtuse, when your love is more than enough...
All angles of love are great
So long as lovers give and take
Never doubt when and how love starts to break
When lovers know who gives up and shake
I went to bed on top of the world
Today the worlds on top of me
Its me against the world at leasts that's what it seems
It was so easy to believe
That they were there for me
Then they came around
And turned their backs on me
I don't know what to think
Cause Im all alone
Tryna prove myself innocent
It doesnt feel like home
Its like all of a sudden
Im stranger to them
Im falling farther and farther away
Just hanging by a limb
I guess they don't love me anymore
So I up & leave
Who knows whats going to happen
Its my anger that I grieve
Im moving on
To a place where there is love
Where they'll make me feel
Like Im a gift from above
Then suddenly I get a phone call
That I cant believe
It has come tto my understanding
They're looking for me
But still I'm angry
That they suddenly forgot
That Icare for them and love them alot.
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