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

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