No, don't tell me you loved me
Since you first saw my radiant face
Because I know it isn't true
And one day I might be replaced.
Don't tell me that I'm beautiful,
An angel in disguise.
Whispering sweet nothing's in my ear
Is just another of your lies.
Don't tell me you'll never love another girl
Until our daughter comes along.
I know that's not what you want from me.
See, I wasn't wrong.
I don't want to hear clichΓ©d lines
Like 'I know you are the one.'
It's just what you think I want to hear,
Another duty done.
So don't tell me that you love me
Or want a country house
With four children and a dog
And me, your loving spouse.
You're a great pretender
But that's not what I want to hear
When you say you'll love me tender.
Just be with me now, my dear.
No, don't talk of tomorrow,
Leave it darling, hush
Before all this talk of a promised future
Scares you off and ruins us.
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Comments & Feedback (23)
@aleishagayle20 aww chin up buttercup π I know I'm beginning to think I have trust issues it's definitely all those savoury muffins and raisin cookies which I think are chocolate that my mum makes haha but on a serious note it is true
@Delilah I defo do π I think it's just too many people hurt me just can't π not again and thanks hun
@aleishagayle20 yeah no problemo go ahead π and I know but hey if the world didn't sick we'd all fall off
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