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May 06, 2005 21:30

this is the perfect song for us, and the situation your in ryte now.

i miss you.
call

i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed tight
and i hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i can, i can.
i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed tight
and i hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i can, i can.
your down for selling me out
while i play dumb,
but it's cool because i let you, you thought id never catch you
you said "were only friends." yeah, real good friends, i bet. i bet.
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