One little argument cost me my world
One little spat cost me my girl
I still love her yes i do
Without her here my life is through
My heart still beats when i see her smile
I still get butterflies everytime we speak
We gave it our all but couldn't make it a week
I wasn't good enough, i failed again
Said it was over, she didn't love me now
I asked her why she lead me on, not how
My heart now broken, shattered again
Never to be whole, never to be fixed
I was in love with her, of that im sure
She said she loved me, but now we know the truth
I cant bear to live my life without her in it
Goodbye cruel world, i hope you suffer
. .
. To a little girl, it was both exciting and fearsome. Slaves would always try to escape
One little argument cost me my world
One little spat cost me my girl
I still love her yes i do
Without her here my life is through
My heart still beats when i see her smile
I still get butterflies everytime we speak
We gave it our all but couldn't make it a week
I wasn't good enough, i failed again
Said it was over, she didn't love me now
I asked her why she lead me on, not how
My heart now broken, shattered again
Never to be whole, never to be fixed
I was in love with her, of that im sure
She said she loved me, but now we know the truth
I cant bear to live my life without her in it
Goodbye cruel world, i hope you suffer
. .
. To a little girl, it was both exciting and fearsome. Slaves would always try to escape
One little argument cost me my world
One little spat cost me my girl
I still love her yes i do
Without her here my life is through
My heart still beats when i see her smile
I still get butterflies everytime we speak
We gave it our all but couldn't make it a week
I wasn't good enough, i failed again
Said it was over, she didn't love me now
I asked her why she lead me on, not how
My heart now broken, shattered again
Never to be whole, never to be fixed
I was in love with her, of that im sure
She said she loved me, but now we know the truth
I cant bear to live my life without her in it
Goodbye cruel world, i hope you suffer
. .
. To a little girl, it was both exciting and fearsome. Slaves would always try to escape
