You must be a thief coz you stole my heart. You must be tired coz you''re always running through my mind. And maybe I''m a bad shooter coz I keep missing you.
You"re like a target that I always try to aim at. How I wish I could aim you at the heart. But every time I fail, I feel so sad. You know why? It"s because I always end up missing you
Never luk for a Gud Face,
it"ll turn old one day;
Never luk for a Gud Skin,
it"ll wrinkle one day;
But luk for a loyal heart,
that"ll miss u every day.
