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[main_squeeze]

she said, "don't, don't let it go to your head.
boys like you are a dime a dozen.
boys like you are a dime a dozen."
she said, "you're a touch over-rated.
you're a lush, and i hate it."
but these grass stains on my knees,
they won't mean a thing.

and all i need to know is that
i'm something you'll be missing.
(all i need to know is that i'm
something you'll miss. it's pathetic.)

well maybe i should hate you for this
never really did ever quite get that far.