leave before i کے بول

Guess you are that kind of guy I’ve never thought I would know Guess you are the one I never really thought I’d get close Guess you’re that kind of guy who’ll just go with the flow And guess you’re the one who would tell me to take it slow And you will never show The feelings I might need to know So please can you just go, before I’ll get attach and I’ll put you first Waking up at night like my mind is cursed Holding on to you even if it hurts Walking down the road Thinking of your face Feeling no shame So I could be in your game Hoping that we could even feel the same Leave before it’s too late Leave before it’s too