Once i had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out had a heart of glass.
Seemed like the real thing, only to find mucho mistrust.
Love’s gone behind.
Once i had a love and it was divine.
Soon found out i was losing my mind.
It seemed like the real thing but i was so blind.
Mucho mistrust.
Love’s gone behind.
In between «what i find is pleasing» and «i’m feeling fine», love is so confusing.
There’s no peace of mind if i fear i’m losing you.
It’s just no good, you teasing like you do.
Lost inside.
Adorable illusion and i cannot hide.
I’m the one you’re using, please don’t push me aside.
We coulda made it cruising, yeah.
Yeah, riding high on love’s true bluish light.
Once i had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out to be a pain in the ass.
Seemed like the real thing only to find mucho mistrust.
