Sour.

Broken-hearted once,

Twice,

Three times.

Lemon, lemon,

Give me a lime.

Kissing new lips.

Learning a new laugh,

Caressing new skin.

Removing another mask?

Will he be like the last?

Lemon, lemon,

Give me a lime.

His eyes are lilac green,

He’s not too sour,

Not too sweet,

Only everything in between.

Lime?

Not this time..

Lemon.

Lemon.

Lemon.

Lemon.

Lemon.

Wheres my lime?

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