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Love me, |
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I wish everything wasn't so secret, |
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You're like an infection, |
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I wish things could be like elementary, |
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Your palm in mine, |
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I can paint on this fake smile, |
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I know Rome wasn't built in a day, |
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How come you are so misleading, |
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We were supposed to be strictly just kin, |
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And in my closet the dress just lays there, |