You're chasing the feathers
Of a bird that's flying away.
And you know that he flies
To a lady with whom he'll stay.

So why in the world can you say you love him?
How can you say he's the only one?
He says those things to have two nests
In which he can have some fun.

It's not fair to you,
It's not fair to me
And he's not gonna help
You become who you want to be

He's nothing but a liar,
And certainly a joke_
I could have even told you that
After he and I first spoke.

Sure, it's up to you,
And I've made mistakes too,
But as your friend, I would say
That he's no good for you.

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