I' m sorry, my dear.
I know it may hurt, my dear.
Oh, but I must, my dear
Divorce this dead love, my dear.
I feel quite cold
Now that I know
All your features, all your charms
Just as if they were my own.
I feel quite bored
Now that we' ve shared
Every secret, every thought,
Every fear and every fault.
I' m divorcing my dear
Only for you, my dear
So you can become my dear
Just like my old dear, dear.
I feel quite cold
Now that I know
All your features, all your charms
Just as if they were my own.
I feel quite bored
Now that we' ve shared
Every secret, every thought,
Every fear and every fault.