Yes it's true, I am vulnerable,
Any touchful stories brings me to tears,
and when the love strikes my lovely heart,
then broke it to pieces, it hurts...
Yes, it looks like simple things and I still angry with it,
Just make it right and I'll smile again,
and when love push me back to the darkest time,
I wonder why the boys love to make me cry...a lot.
You said,
Why are you crying for love?
It's just something usual and nothing special,
When they gone, just let them go peacefully,
But you don't know how girl's heart feels,
When a guy she likes broke down everything,
And the tears you think means nothing but just for symphathy,
Is the real story of me,
because I'm a girl.
I got your back everytime you feel so down boy,
But you'll never understand how I did it,
When we broke up you said it's over then it's over,
But for me it just to hard to make it stop.
Love touches me and love makes me happy,
In the same time I'm hurt but that's okay,
I did it for you boy, I hurt myself for you,
But you didn't appreciate me, it's painful...
You said,
Why are you crying for love?
It's just something usual and nothing special,
When they gone, just let them go peacefully,
But you don't know how girl's heart feels,
When a guy she likes broke down everything,
And the tears you think means nothing but just for symphathy,
Is the real story of me,
because I'm a girl.....
because I'm a girl.
and you would not understand, you wouldnt......
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