Listen to my plan to call him back

'cause I'm very bored

Things seem so simple

except love and what Heaven knows

But I know the trick of finding him

even in a beehive



Hackneyed phrases can be used today

as downers

Deadly weapon and

words are the same for lovers

you'll see

I know the magic of making him

miss me at the daylight



Under the bed

I hid forget me not

everywhere

he can smell forget me not

forget me not



If he forgets me,

am I supposed to forget him too?

He never promises me

so I can never blame what he'll do 

I hope the scent of forget me not

will make him really uptight



tu tul tu

tu tul tu tu tu...



Under the bed

I hid forget me not

everywhere

he can smell forget me not

forget me not