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Aug 2013
Your reputation is the player
But how can I know I'm in your game
You gave me stolen kisses
Yet how can I know they were mine to keep

Laying on the porch we found solace
But how can I know the peace was what you wanted
The stars spun above me in my drunken state
Yet how can I know if it was just the liquor

Out of all this uncertainty I know two things
I know the boy I came with didn't look at me like you did
And even if you are the player they say you are
I know that I want to be in your game
Written by
Hannah Rose Norton
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