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Staring at the moon While we cuddle all night You would tell me about your problems I would say it's alright Got my number in your phone Can we please stay tight With your pretty blue eyes Locking in for life Never had any problems Hurt me more than a knife Always having stupid fights Living just like a lie Left the room then you cried You were gonna be my wife So kind and polite Till I met your dark side Spending too much cash It would make me go mad That was not the issue I can make another bag You would use me Call me used trash Can you look around You are not in the past Baby girl I'll make it right So it can last Cuddle in a red room We attach Kinda gotta go soon Be back Cute girl bright dress Make you laugh Say I changed When all you want is jewels I know you lie so often Please just tell the truth Do you love me or you love my mansion Another day another problem happened Pretty girls will hide there motive Swear to god I gave up trying Always useless information