I hope Mr. Right puts up with all the bullshit that you do…
See my stomach’s tied in knots,
I’m afraid of what I’ll find if you were to talk tonight.
See problem isn’t you, it’s me I know, I’ve seen it time after time,
I’ll push you away,
I get so afraid,
I only have myself to blame.
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Deep inside I’m falling; baby catch me if you can.
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