Living is good,
when you've got someone to live with.
Laughter is bad,
when you don't have anyone to share it with.
Talking is bad,
when there is no one there to talk to.
Dying is good,
when your one true love grows tired of you.
Sugar is no good,
once it's cast among the white sand.
What's the point,
of pulling the grey hairs from among the black strands?
'Cause when you're old,
you shouldn't walk in the fast lane.
Oh ain't it useless,
to keep on trying to draw true love from that man.
He'll hurt you,
just for the sake of hurting you.
He'll hate you,
if you try to love him just the same.
He'll use you,
and everything you have to offer him.
On your way girl,
get out and find somebody new.
He'll hurt you,
just for the sake of hurting you.
He'll hate you,
if you try to love him just the same.
He'll use you,
and everything you have to offer him
On your way girl,
get out and find somebody new.
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