Miss

If you miss me, I don't forget about you, Why the fuck split up?
If you cry for my I do the same for you, how to rinse it?
And it's not true that no one gave another buck
Damn fierce bet, and love stuck in the middle...
When you're not here I miss you.

It's not a love song, at least that's what I think, it's much healthier.
With God's opinion maybe one of us will see it clearer.
Who will pray? Who will win this stupid duel?
Damn love bet that one of us lost.
When you're not here I die.