I looked at you through rose coloured glasses
Avoided other girls' wiggles and arses
Put up barriers when they made passes...
...and for what?
I looked at you like you were sublime
Thought looking at others, was committing a crime
When we became lovers, I got lost in time...
...and for what?
I saw you as more than a means to an end
Thought you'd be the girl 'pon whom I'd depend
Treated you like my number one friend...
...and for what?
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