Her:
I am happy,
And it's your fault,
Love like this cannot come
to a halt.
You are my savour,
Sent from above.
My only reason to live,
Dear God, thanks for your
give.
Him:
She is mine, to show
off.
The jersey girl with no cost,
I don't care I'll do what I want, I have her in my
trap,
I just need her for a while,
and the crap will be gone.
The perfect girl...
To use.
