 | I’m sitting here thinking bout someone else’s girl,
Why did it have to be me that fell in love with her?
He cheated on her once, twice, thrice even a fourth time,
Who’s to say he won’t do it again,
I’m sitting here on a bended knee,
With my heart in my hand begging for you to see,
That I’m falling for you and have bin falling ever since,
Still sitting here on my knees with my heart in my hand,
It begins to crack and bleed,
For I love you and yet you’re with him,
You love him but yet you like me,
On a bended knee my heart in my hand,
Hands are getting weak don’t know how much longer,
Ill be able to hold my heart,
And the question is,
Will you be there to catch it when it falls?
Or you going to let it break when it hits that floor? |  |
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