I grieve if you won’t let me go I keep on trying to say hello Wait for you to talk about the sky I grieve cuz for you I’m a Jane Doe And I’d like to be your Marilyn Monroe I grieve when you don’t call at night You don’t call at night You won’t call at night I grieve when you Change me for some friend I see when you don’t want me around again You know too people make me act like a saint I’m not but you sold me all the pure romance I, I’m not a saint I, I don’t you wanna say Aaaahhhh… So I grieve when I feel invisible to you I grieve at least once in a look My dreams make you so perfect as you should be I grieve because I just think about you and me Miss you love Miss you much I don’t mind If you don’t thing about me all the time I like you I like you I don’t regret I don’t care you’re not my type Miss you love Miss you much