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Feb 28
we fight
and fight and fight and fight
but you better bet your ***
i'd still talk to you all night long
we'd argue til the world ended
and still, i'd want you in my bed
i could say it over your grave
that this is the last time, i swear
i hate you
i never want to see you again
but still, i always come back for more

in the end
the fights are just that
just a fight

i love you
more than i love
being right
and thats the realest **** ive ever felt
so many things
Written by
so many things  16/in my head
(16/in my head)   
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     biche, erica lynn, Thomas W Case and Jason
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