She loved and wasn't loved back
They wanted her when she didn't want them
She's not my type, nor am I hers
But the same thing happened to both of us

So many times already, that we lost count
Just for that, we understood each other
We're not looking for love or affection
We're not even friends

But in her kisses, I already notice
That this isn't going to end well
She left ninety-nine broken hearts
And mine is going to be the hundredth

We said no emotions
But we're not doing well
She left ninety-nine broken hearts
And mine is going to be the hundredth

One hundred percent of the times
That we wanted, it hurt us
That's why we only see each other
When the sun has already set
One hundred percent of the kisses
Had no purpose
But in one of those
Something more happened

She didn't want gifts, and now she asks me for roses
She didn't want photos, but she takes them and poses
We didn't want nicknames, but I called her "Beautiful"
She didn't want anything, but

But in her kisses, I already notice
That this isn't going to end well
She left ninety-nine broken hearts
And mine is going to be the hundredth

We said no emotions
But we're not doing well
She left ninety-nine broken hearts
And mine is going to be the hundredth

But in her kisses, I already notice
That this isn't going to end well
She left ninety-nine broken hearts
And mine is going to be the hundredth

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