I can pretend until I'm dead,
But we both know,
I'm in over my head.
Now you've gone off to bed,
And we both know,
There's nothing left to be said.
We can pretend,
But we both know,
I'm in way over my head.
Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 11:42 AM UTC
I can pretend until I'm dead,
But we both know,
I'm in over my head.
Now you've gone off to bed,
And we both know,
There's nothing left to be said.
We can pretend,
But we both know,
I'm in way over my head.
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