He may not like what he heard
He kills me inside like a dieing bird
His voice is as gentle as a mothers word He hates when i love and he is never as meek as a dove
The fire rises fast and hot
But his love i never did have a thought He was a cheater but i never did believe him and meet her
Stood out side his door and he was there, He stood there like he was on air
Loved him from the very start but in exchange he broke my heart
