I will not be thus

I will not be thus and cry
even though i want to try
trying my hardest not to pry
of your deeds that has to fry
my poor little heart-

I will not be thus and tear apart
even though i cross my heart
pushing me aside i am no tart
my dispositions beginning to part
my poor little heart

I will not be thus and lie
now alone eating humble pie
hearing my voice say bye
never to look into your eye
my poor little heart-

I will not be thus and remember
how i thought of you in december
and in your heart i am no member
then why were you so tender
my poor little heart


I will not be thus and ache
though now i am papier mache
i listen silently to my psyche
and now i am a bloody cliche
my poor little heart-

I will not be thus and mention
how you gave me sweet sensation
kisses send to one new dimension
now only a painful revelation
my poor little heart

I will not be thus and say
i loved you true to the bay
i would rather my heart slay
than to those words to you i say
my poor little heart-

I will not be thus and forget
forgetting you is harder than regret
even though you forgot we met
of course you did i am not your pet
my poor little heart-