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you want me when you can't have me but you could care less when I'm actually free When we talked, it was with ease, a breezy air and now you really don't seem to care you're just using me and it's so unfair You used to show me how to be myself Now who do I go to to cry out for help? This is worse than being put on the shelf.
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC
things I hate about boys.
you want me when you can't have me but you could care less when I'm actually free When we talked, it was with ease, a breezy air and now you really don't seem to care you're just using me and it's so unfair You used to show me how to be myself Now who do I go to to cry out for help? This is worse than being put on the shelf.
aj-scott
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC
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