Grieving This Stupid Love
Barbara Rocha
I grieve if you won’t let me go
I keep on trying to say hello
Wait for you to talk about the sky
I grieve cuz for you I’m a Jane Doe
And I’d like to be your Marilyn Monroe
I grieve when you don’t call at night
You don’t call at night
You won’t call at night
I grieve when you
Change me for some friend
I see when you don’t want me around again
You know too people make me act like a saint
I’m not but you sold me all the pure romance
I, I’m not a saint
I, I don’t you wanna say
Aaaahhhh…
So I grieve when I feel invisible to you
I grieve at least once in a look
My dreams make you so perfect as you should be
I grieve because I just think about you and me
Miss you love
Miss you much
I don’t mind
If you don’t thing about me all the time
I like you
I like you
I don’t regret
I don’t care you’re not my type
Miss you love
Miss you much
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