each time you ask me what's wrong
i slap on that bittersweet smile
and zip my lips
not because the love shit drives you mad
and my emotional side kills you
but because i am trying
with everything inside me
to not love you
10.
each time you ask me what's wrong
i slap on that bittersweet smile
and zip my lips
not because the love shit drives you mad
and my emotional side kills you
but because i am trying
with everything inside me
to not love you