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We met in the spring, we fell in the fall |
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Then endured our winter of discontent |
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Seems need defies all reason |
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And self-inflicted suffering knows no season |
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You vex me, perplex me |
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I wonder after who'll be the next me |
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I see through it, but can't undo it |
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This monumental mismatch |
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You sway me, you play me |
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You come to spend an hour and over stay me |
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You unspool me, completely rule me |
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This monumental mismatch |
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Before your kisses dry you're gone |
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And you leave me with your taste to carry on |
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I know what I know better and I know I'm smart |
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But with my predilection for contradiction |
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I'm a set up for a broken heart |
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You tease me, you please me |
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Through nights of loneliness your kisses ease me |
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You ignite me and I can't fight me |
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And this monumental mismatch |
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You're a merciless intrusion, a constant cruel confusion |
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The inevitable conclusion is that I love you. |
