No Sense

No sense in crying, I’m not denying
I lived my life for sure
But do remember, in September
It’s time to find a cure
Don’t tell me secrets, in the weekends
You really showed me how
To be a liar, Love and desire
I gave it all to you

But can’t you see, it’s gonna be
My love for you is history
I took a walk in the park
And heard a rumour
(Love is God’s sense of humour)

It is time for deceiving or believing
That this could be a hope
Fed up with distractions for my actions
I’m hanging by a rope

Seen it all before, walked out that door
We’ll meet again some day
You’ll never be trusted, I think you lost it
The world will see through you

But can’t you see, it’s gonna be
My love for you is history
I took a walk in the park
And heard a rumour
(Love is God’s sense of humour)

But can’t you see, it’s gonna be
My love for you is history
I took a walk in the park
And heard a rumour
(Love is God’s sense of humour)