Lovesick.

Dear, I wrote you a song, despite the fact, you did me wrong.Dear, I don’t know what the hell is going with you.
But something ain’t right

You tell me that you love me, then you go and leave me... Why you doing this to me? I’m love sick. I just can’t sleep. Just can’t eat. Can’t do much of anything at all, cause I’m sick and in love with you.

Dear, I wrote you a song and I hope that you would sing along.
Dear, I’ve been working my ass off for you.
Cause something ain’t right.