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This may not last but this is now
So love the one you're with
You want a chase
But you're chasing your tail
A quick fix won't ever get you well
Oh no I do not hook up, up
I go slow
So if you want me I don't come cheap
Keep your hand in my hand
And your heart on your sleeve
Oh no I do not hook up, up
I fall deep...
- [KC]
Re-file: Potential moves to Should've Known Better. It was only a matter of time before we both realized old habits die hard and once again I saw that I mean nothing to you as I have so long suspected. An eager ear, a warm body, a distraction, these were all roles I stupidly filled. My smile is lost again, drowning in the contempt I feel for you and my bed is the life raft I am clinging to as I attempt to navigate these rough seas you stranded me in. No matter what I say or do I will never be the girl you want me to be, and you'll never truly change, so I can't say you'll ever be my Prince Charming. It just hurts to know that the potential I could so obviously see and feel this time around is being thrown out with the trash from this weekend's parties. Why couldn't you just give me the respect I deserve? Why is this a constant battle to beat into you what you already know? Can't you just see what I see? Dear _____, won't you open your eyes?
So love the one you're with
You want a chase
But you're chasing your tail
A quick fix won't ever get you well
Oh no I do not hook up, up
I go slow
So if you want me I don't come cheap
Keep your hand in my hand
And your heart on your sleeve
Oh no I do not hook up, up
I fall deep...
- [KC]
Re-file: Potential moves to Should've Known Better. It was only a matter of time before we both realized old habits die hard and once again I saw that I mean nothing to you as I have so long suspected. An eager ear, a warm body, a distraction, these were all roles I stupidly filled. My smile is lost again, drowning in the contempt I feel for you and my bed is the life raft I am clinging to as I attempt to navigate these rough seas you stranded me in. No matter what I say or do I will never be the girl you want me to be, and you'll never truly change, so I can't say you'll ever be my Prince Charming. It just hurts to know that the potential I could so obviously see and feel this time around is being thrown out with the trash from this weekend's parties. Why couldn't you just give me the respect I deserve? Why is this a constant battle to beat into you what you already know? Can't you just see what I see? Dear _____, won't you open your eyes?