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Smiles Planted By Another Man
By Me :)


"Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own."

Yeah I think I'm happy.
I think.

So what if he's the one making you smile?
You're happy, and that's what matters most.
So what if he's the one making you laugh?
You're happy, and that's what I care about most.

As much as you like to be near him.
To look into his eyes with that stare that goes into the heart.
He is the one who can make you happier.
While I'm the one who can't do any part.

Your smiles are the product of another man's work.
Your sacred happiness is something I can't help to make.
You look so happy talking with him.
So I should shrug and smile instead

of being such a fucked up loser.
Trying so hard but only to fail.
I should be happy because you're happy too.
And that's what matters the most.

So I sit here alone behind the table.
Looking at your moments of euphoria.
With a hand on the side of my face, I guess
I can't really do a smile right?

So I just stare and take all of it in.
Accepting the consequences of my defeat.
Some other man can be responsible your your happiness.
While I can do nothing but be a piece of shit.

But still, I smile and I'll be happy.
Because you smile and you're happy.
There's nothing more I can wish myself to do.
But to feel happy for you too.

But you know the way it tears at my heart.
To see you putting emotions in him.
It's not like I want to cuff you up.
But nice guys finish last you see?

But its your choice to be smiling with him.
I guess I'm incompetent I can't do a thing.
So I'll sit quietly here and watch
you make a million more flings.

I'll smile, but doing that, I'm lying to myself.
Because I can't do what others can.
I want to be the reason for your smile.
But your smiles are just planted by another man.