The day I really don't like
Bacause I got hurt by Mike
He used to be my sunshine
But deep inside he cant be mine
1,2,3,4,5
Counting the days I have to survive
6,7,8,9,10
Then came a long Ben
He showed me things I've been missing
Everytime me and him are kissing
He told me I will be okay
Each time I got a bouquet
But that didn't last long
because everything went wrong
He broke my heart
well that's just the start.
Everyday I have to be a clown
People don't have to see me frown
But every night
I hug my pillow tight.
I know one day
in someone's arms I lay.
I'm gonna be happy
and I don't have to be sappy.
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