I wanna be loved
But its going to be hard,
To live alone
And to choose the proper card.
People look at you and smile.
They belong to you.
The words are for a while
Simple but not true.
Roses, tickets, even friends.
They belong to you.
Close people are in debts.
Those people but not you.
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