Brown Eyes

brown eyed boys can be deathly drugs

I didn't know that until I met D 

He was sweet and caring and called my baby all day 

It was cold and it was Monday night when he left 

He said he really cared for me but it couldn't work out anymore 

I felt my heart break in two, and every time I see him my heart stops 

and drops to my stomach, and I can't breathe

I didn't know brown eyed boys could be lethal until I met you 

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