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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

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She was young but not naïve, always wise beyond her years. Hoping that no one would see every time she dried her tears.


strike out.

there's no real
love in you

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miércoles, 6 de enero de 2010

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see that I want and I'm needing everything that we should be. I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about, and she's got everything that I have to live without. Drew talks to me, I laugh cuz it's so damn funny that I can't even see anyone when he's with me. He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night...
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star, he's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do. Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe? And there he goes, so perfectly, the kind of flawless I wish I could be. She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love, look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause... He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star, he's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do. So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light, I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight... He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only one who's got enough for me to break my heart, he's the song in the car I keep singing don't know why I do. He's the time taken up but there's never enough and he's all that I need to fall into...


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