Beautiful garden roses are red
Few things are better left unsaid.
Why does he always leaves me on read?
Over thinking and your silence is slowly killing my head
I know am replaced but I just want to know if I ever made you sad
Oh I know I over think, over love and over care but is it because am a undergrad?
I love the way I would dance with you ; fearless, lively and bare
Now I still dance but alone after knowing your affair.