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Oh, it makes me mad.
How'd it get so bad?
You can't imagine all the sleepless nights that I have had.
You tell me "I love you", then leave without a trace.
Oh, it's so kind of you to lie right to my face.
You make me so mad, mad, mad, mad, mad.
You can't imagine all the sleepless nights that I have had.
You tell me "I love you", then leave without a trace.
Oh, it's so kind of you to lie right to my face.
You make me so—

You asked me out for a walk.
It felt so dreamy.
And I didn't tell my mom.
I was shaking.
But then you adored me,
And you swore I'd be yours and you'd be there for me.
Hearts are fragile.
And what if mine got broken?
We talked all night, but there was so much left unspoken.
In secret shadows, no one knew what we were doing.
So did you love me, or did you just love pursuing?

I believed you were my hero.
Looks like you have one and I'm zero.
Is it wrong I just couldn't let you go?
Sick of killing daisies
To find out if it's yes or no.

You make me so mad, mad, mad, mad, mad.
You can't imagine all the sleepless nights that I have had.
You tell me "I love you", then leave without a trace.
Oh, it's so kind of you to lie right to my face.
You make me so—

Being lied to online —
What I dreamed of!
It felt so true, but you're so good at that fake love.
All the time I wasted putting on my makeup.
You're just a bad dream, but I cannot seem to wake up.

I believed you were my hero.
Looks like you have one and I'm zero.
Is it wrong I just couldn't let you go?
Sick of killing daisies
To find out if it's yes or no.

You make me so mad, mad, mad, mad, mad.
You can't imagine all the sleepless nights that I have had.
You tell me "I love you", then leave without a trace.
Oh, it's so kind of you to lie right to my face.
You make me so—

Рассказчица в ярости от того, как всё плохо обернулось. У неё бессонные ночи, ей говорят «люблю», а потом исчезают без следа. Ложь в лицо кажется такой доброй. Началось как мечтательный поход: она дрожала, не сказала маме, он её обожал и клялся быть рядом. Сердце хрупкое — что, если оно разбито? Много невысказанного в секретных тенях: была ли это любовь или просто погоня? Она верила, что он герой, но он оказался единицей, а она нулём. Ей трудно отпустить, надоело гадать на ромашках. Ложь онлайн — вот о чём она мечтала? Это казалось правдой, но он так хорош в фальшивой любви. Потрачено время на макияж, он просто дурной сон, от которого не проснуться. Повтор припева.