Plucking Petals Songtext
von Jonathan Bree

Another night
A game of rhyme


She loves me (he loves me)
She loves me not (he loves me not)
She loves me (he loves me)
She loves me not (he loves me not)
She loves me (he loves me)
She loves me not (he loves me not)
She loves me (he loves me)
She loves me not (he loves me not)

It′s unhealthy for us to hold to hope
We lie when we say we don't know
Am I just a sad buffer for your ego?