Always Fall For Cities, Never For Boys.
So I met a boy from London
And promptly fell in love
He smiled and took my breath away
And swept away my heart
He made suave conversation
And made me break my rules
For a night of honest passion
That’s made me such a fool
For the truth is there’s another
But I heard about her later
And it turns out that my lover
Is really quite the player
And he bagged a friend for cheating
But he’s really not much better
Because he’s naked in my bed
And he’s chosen to be here
And he says they’ll be together
As she’s flying here to see him
But he’s full of bad excuses
And he’s enjoying being us
But ‘us’ is such a finite
And he flies out in a fortnight
I won’t see him for a year
And they’ll probably get together
Which will make it slightly awkward
When I’m crashing on his couch
While I find a place to live
In good old London town
And if things had turned out different
Then we could’ve been forever
But as it happened; they didn’t
So I’ll lose another lover
For you would’ve been so lovely
And we could’ve been so happy
Were it not as it had happened
As it happened, it was wrong.
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