Love to love her

Old flavours die hard
Her love may be different
But her hate will be the same
I’ll taste the same taste
Yeah, I could give up
But giving up would be a waste
Is her vanity a real currency?
If she can’t stomach the look of her own face?
I don’t know who I am
So how could she love me?
No matter her time, no matter her place
Wealthy or poor, I’ll ask her for more
Then I’ll forget myself, without a trace
And her face will take the place of my own face
And this is where I’m swallowed by my own embrace
So then I try to love her but I lose interest
I lose interest because love is a long walk with somebody else
But I run alone, like it’s a race
I run alone, until I lose the trail
Yeah, I would love to love her
But if I tried, I know I’d fail
Yeah, I would love to love her
But in chasing somebody else
I know in reality
I’m chasing my own tail

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