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May 2013
We go out, but
we're not going out
if that makes any sense
but you sign i love you
as your signature at the store
you miss me
you don't want to make me
do anything i don't want to
I go for my wallet an you
say *stop being weird
and
look me right in the eye
So you love me
and we'll leave it at that
Written by
Elizabeth Rowan
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