I can't be with you...because you love her
I can't be with you...because she loves you
I am just a time -pass...an interface
A means to get by, despite my double face
A little ball of spite
No man could like
A messed-up ball of wannabe spice
Love cannot be bought through bodies
Or sold through gestures
Best to remain on same page
bcoz he will return to her
sooner or later