I
I know it may hurt, my dear.
Oh, but I must, my dear
divorce this dead love, my dear.
I feel quite cold
now that I know
all your features, all your charms
just as if they were my own.
I feel quite bored
now that we
every secret, every thought,
every fear and every fault.
I
only for you, my dear
so you can become my dear
just like my old dear, dear.
I feel quite cold
now that I know
all your features, all your charms
just as if they were my own.
I feel quite bored
now that we
every secret, every thought,
every fear and every fault.