You're in love that I've heard?
Oh, does he know that you have scars,
That highlight the truth, imprisoned in bars?
Ah! Maybe the luckygirl have got her wild card.

So tell me more how's it going, is everything fine?
Breakfast early this morning or just dinner at nine?
Hope both of you are happier together
And so am I trying little far.

Sorry oh dear, for if I've bothered you this time,
Questions are popping in, hope not doing a crime.
But have you ever thought when needs will be gone,
What will you do, if he leaves you alone?

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