Cold love, lame gesture
Frequent fights, rising pressure
Affection has become lesser
Tears has become treasure
You killed me, but it’s you who’s cold,
Your words are lethal to me.
you were just a little too bold,
it pains me can’t you see
tears are falling from my restless eye,
staring at the man and asking why,
you forsake me like what I did was wrong,
when I have only love you, and you alone
the love was warm before that night
when you kissed her, under that beam of light
you love her more, and love me less
now I’m a damsel in distress
