What does nothing mean?
A word you said when you left,
Right after the words of you and me,
You said that you had found better,
That life as I knew it was over.
You believed that I didn’t understand,
What kind of needs you had,
The words you said, made me sad,
Now I’m lying on my bed,
With a pillow over my head.
Can’t think of anyone like you,
With a chest soft like summer rain,
And a heart made of candy floss,
Your words was harder than my boss,
You made my love look like criss-cross.
Now you left me for good,
It’s something I didn’t understand,
It was not really that good, was it?
What did we really have?
It was all just a wasted good year.
Jaquezz.
