Picking petals off the rose
It never crossed my mind to go
She loves me not; she loves me so
Now I know how it goes.
You live in a free country
But you’ve got no choice at all
If you could you’d trade with me
But then you’d take my fall
I always eat my words, cause they’re not kind
Sometimes we lose ourselves to gain our mind
This is going to be exciting
And we don’t even have to pretend.
Construction management junior