How could it be

How could it be
To love a guy
Who vanished from sight
About a year
A peace of shit
Ain't using soul and brain
Who squints on rain
And keen on Rn'B

How could be my love so blind
Why my heart is deep to voice of reason
Want to cry and want to close my eyes,
When it ends - this crasy, stupid season??!

Who curses like a trouper
With nose up at the skies
Who boasts far and wide
He's cool, at perfect super!:-)
But now it's become clear
He's pinched mama's son
I'll best look at the sun
And will be glad, my dear.

3 июня 2011