Those rude comments i say to others
those long pretty yawns i make when I'm about to fall asleep
makes me wonder if there is every gonna be anyone for me
people give me flowers and candy
thinking it will move me
but there just bitter sweets
with those things i hate those sweet treats
people give me letters and poems
I get bored when reading
so there nothing special in those who try words and meaning
I'm a high class beauty
who can't stand to be with anyone who is lonely
I'm a high standard lady
who can't stand to be with anyone who doesn't carry twenties
many try to find the key
but they all just end up in defeat
but only one single person who doesn't know me
comes to me with nothing to impress me
he looks at me and tells me
that i maybe a high standard beauty
i may be a mean and never caring human
but he knows that love doesn't need to have any meaning
his words and feelings crushed me
his looks and mellow poetry drives me deeply
a stranger with no single meaning in life
comes to me with a key to my heart
he was nothing
but he was carrying the key
not a key to a door
but a key to my heart
the key to someone you would deeply and truly love
with your heart and feeling
