If you call a girl stupid
She’ll just laugh
But if you call her ugly
She’ll go mad
Why does the priority lie in looks

Once the sun goes to sleep
Things are playful in deceit
Thoughts become dare devils
Racing through the streets
Sleep plays hard to get

Our money goes missing
Quite frequently now
You don’t come home
Until the sun goes down
I have many questions

Nothing could stop her
When she walked into the room
Always a few minutes late
Eyes fell upon her
And she knew it

Love feels warm
For nothing but a moment
Just like hypothermia
Love tastes sweet
But only for a moment