Listen to my plan to call him back ´cause i´m very bored Things seem so simple Except love and what heaven knows But i know the trick of finding him Even in a beehive
Hackneyed phrases can be used today As downers Deadly weapon and Words are the same for lovers You´ll see I know the magic of making him Miss me at the daylight
Under the bed I hid forget me not Everywhere He can smell forget me not Forget me not
If he forgets me, Am i supposed to forget him too? He never promises me So i can never blame what he´ll do I hope the scent of forget me not Will make him really uptight
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Under the bed I hid forget me not Everywhere He can smell forget me not Forget me not.
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