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Mar 2014
lead me on lead me on
you could crash the ******* car and I'd still be alright with not having my seat belt buckled
in hopes that maybe my lips would fly right into yours
you told me I had pretty eyes

But you're just too stressed at the moment
and "we'd be better as friends"
and "I know it's cliche,
but it's not you, it's me"
i guess I thought we had a chance because two days ago you were all over me, but your mixed signals gave me mixed emotions, anyway
Rocket
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