Is there anybody gone to listen to my story all about the girl who came to stay?
She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry; still, you don't regret a single day. She's the kind of girl who puts you down when friends are there, you feel a fool.
 When you say she's looking good she acts as if it's understood.

When I think of all the times I've tried to leave her she will turn to me and start to cry and she promises the earth to me. And I believe her, after all this times I don't know why.