New Kind of Love
You always said I was the funny one
And I always thought you were wrong
Now your crooked teeth can't hide your lies no more
You keep wearing your rings at night
Like they hold some kind of truth you might like
And you're holding hands with the memories
You can't have, but you don't mind
You don't seem to notice
We're just trying to find some new kind of love to fake
To take and make it our own
You don't seem to notice that
We're just trying to find some new kind of love to fake
To take and make it our own
And I always thought you were wrong
Now your crooked teeth can't hide your lies no more
You keep wearing your rings at night
Like they hold some kind of truth you might like
And you're holding hands with the memories
You can't have, but you don't mind
You don't seem to notice
We're just trying to find some new kind of love to fake
To take and make it our own
You don't seem to notice that
We're just trying to find some new kind of love to fake
To take and make it our own
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Writer(s): Halina Heron
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