Floors

Abhi The Nomad

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My darling, sweetheart
I really thought I really love you
And I
Really thought it was a thought that counted
But it was my thought you can lose
Oh why
Do you kill me, yeah you kill me, my dear
Uh-oh
Oh why

Are you filling, are you filling my ears
With unset nonsense
My darling darling, every morning is different
With you
Told my darling darling
Every morning is important
Getting forted, it's about time to leave you
'Cause if you're not by my side
There's no reason to keep on

If you're not by my life
There's no reason at all
You let my floors crack
You let my floors crack
You let my floors crack
You let my floors crack
Why

You let my floors crack
You let my floors crack
You'd even throw me in the trash
Oh I know I couldn't trust you
You would use me up fast
If you really love me
Why am I sitting in a bed
Why am I sitting in a bed
Sitting in a
Why am I sitting in a bed