Good Luck کے بول

This is a rather elaborate apology Though I don’t prefer to see you smile An apology you don’t deserve I can only hope to strike a nerve Don’t cry no more And don’t you ever worry about me again Don’t cry I can honestly say you’re either better of this way Airing your grievance, begging and searching for pity Taking it from anything, anyone, to fuel your animosity Friendship to you s everything but true I only wish that people who love you Know your second face the way I do The moral of this story, artificial glory A full fucking recluse, emotional abuse You took full advantage and burned every bridge that we built A simple fuck you doesn’t cut it But now you’re gonna cry and they’ll believe it He’s such a good guy, I don’t buy it Don’t you cry no more I can honestly say you’re better off this way Don’t cry If you were able to die it would be my good luck Good luck