Cry

You call it love, but it's nothing at all. I'm not your girl, and you're not my call. So why are you crying in discord alone? Who even thought up this thing called love? Forever after here, writing my lines. Little sad poems just killing my time. I get lost every time in your hands. I'm not yours, and you're not my man. Ah. I'm your neck, you're my noose. Ah. You're the spoon, and I'm the bruise. Let me go now please, for real. I'm so damn tired of how I feel. I just wanna go to hell tonight. Let my head take up in a burning slide. You call it love, but it's nothing at I'm Not your girl, and you're not my call. So why are you crying in discord alone? Who even thought up this thing called love? You call it love, but it's nothing at all. I'm not your girl, and you're not my call. So why are you crying in discord alone? Who even thought up this thing called love? You kill your every dream, I see. And now I run so endlessly. You just pull on my feelings tight. And I fall for it every time. So I'll be your sadness, your endless rain, And you'll be the one who cries in pain. If you let my soul run loose and fall, My words will turn to a waterfall. You call it love, but it's nothing at all. I'm not your girl, and you're not my call. So why you crying in discord alone? Who even thought up this thing called Love?