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Dec 2013
Why is it that you don't understand, just how much I want to be your man.
You play this game with my head, But I don't understand what is wrong.
The things you said, I guess they just didn't belong. What's the point with leading me on?
You like to rub in all these guys, can you see what's in my eyes?
What are you doing, what is wrong? What makes it so I don't belong?
Perhaps it's not worth it, perhaps they are right.
But, what ever. I'm not gonna fight.
Written by
Corey Carson  America
(America)   
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   Creep
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