if i could put pen to paper,
I could write a story on how much i hate her,
Actually not a story more of a noval
Then come back and have to groval,
And at the end there will be a moral,
Love her now she could be gone tomorow.
And when shes gone youll realize,
About all the times you made her cry,
Walk in her shoes and then decide,
See yourself now through her eyes.
See Im Dr. Jekyll and Mr.Hyde,
Avert your eyes from this side,
This aint me just my disguise,
one that lets me down from time to time.
And when shes gone youll realize,
About all the times you made her cry,
Walk in her shoes and then decide,
See yourself now through her eyes.