How many of toi people out there
Been hurt in some kind of l’amour affair
And how many times do toi swear that you'll never l’amour again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights
How many lies, how many fights
And why would toi want to put yourself through all that again?
"Love is pain," I hear toi say
Love has a cruel and amer way
Of paying toi back for all the faith toi ever had in your brain
How could it be that what toi need the most
Can leave toi feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and Lost again
One jour toi could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling...
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