I've spent the best days of my life with you
days of love
days of laughter
but now I feel blue
a tear is rolling(!) down from my eye
now I know our love was based on a lie
how could you be so mean
told me you were sixteen
I'll never stop blaming myself
for not seeing that you only were twelve...
so tell me
how can I believe in love anymore
when I've been betrayed
by the one I adore
how can I ever fall in love again
being hurt by a twelve year old woman
now I know the meaning of the phrase;
you should never ask a woman
about her age
because your heart will fall apart
if you ever catch a glimpse of her ID-card
the most beautiful girl I've ever seen
told me she was sixteen
it hurts me so
I found out too late
she was born in nineteen eighty eight
so tell me
how can I believe in love anymore
when I've been betrayed
by the one I adore
how can I ever fall in love again
being hurt by a twelve year old woman
