Philomankind A Loves B B Loves C
Your kind of girl
I hardly am
Too bad, you were my kind all over
I'm not content
To be your friend
One thousand friends don't make one lover
If you think that i'm gonna break up 'n cry
You are wrong boy
Look at me, i won't cry
Somebody tells me there he is
(yes, he's walking by my side, yeah)
But if them people knew
How far you really are
One hundred miles apart
If you could see
The pain in me
You'd know my love is real, like you should
But you don't care
You think of her
I hate her more than i thought i could
