Your tender-eyes me with those baby browns,
'till I can't get around.
The fact that I still love you
and I'm not supposed to,
this is supposed to be over.
I'm not supposed to care.
I wanted not to
but you don't always do
what's best for you.
I no wanted to
but you don't always do
what's best for you.
What's best for you.
Was your first name
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