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Nov 10, 2004 16:44

You're like no one I've met before
I'm wondering if it's merely a line
You say I've always went for the one in a hundred
You're merely one of the ninety-nine.

The baggage has always intrigued me
thinking I could help ease the pain
Yet, I am the one suffering
as I continue to play the game

Working so desperately for their love
certain there's something wrong with me
Never takin the time to realize
true love is given for free

Longing for intimacy
vying for their trust
Hungering for a piece of the pie
Settling for a taste of the crust

Positive you're too good to be true
Searching for a sign
You say I've always went for the one in a hundred
You're merely one of the ninety-nine.
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