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A Song: What too many girls put themselves through... |
| Once again my hands Grip the steering wheel Firm but uneasy How many times would I meet you How many times would am I willing to do this By myself You'd say, "I'm here" And that's all it took An apparent need for affection So you'd decide when you would come around A month later you made sure Sure that I still felt special "I wasn't neglecting you," you'd say Nonchalontly I'd agree, oh too easy But I knew this routine far Too well You'd say, "I'm here" And that's all it took An apparent need for affection So you'd decide when you would come around Turning around halfway there But I don't answer your call To ask why I'm still not there yet Cause now I know how not to care I know how this will go tonight You still say, "I'm here" Thinking that's all it'll take Thinking I need your affection Too bad you can't come around Anymore... anymore... anymore |