
No doubt If being the sweet girl behind the door It didn´t matter to you Don´t ask for the bill of my bitterness So I´m not going to tell ya´ N´ you´ll never know How much I´ve hush While I wished to say Only the truth makes sense No doubt I don´t want to be a friend Or, I mean, just friend And I'm making up a pretext Any I can´t look at your face I don´t want to think again About kissing you Even the hand slips and denies I wish your body n´ your love No doubt Copyright © 2022 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.]