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it hurts when someone says they know everything about you, but they're really wrong |
| Looking at me I'm dressed all in skirts You think I'm the type That can only do flirt Each day goes by With comments towards me If maybe you stopped You would actually see You claim you know What goes on in my head Too bad you don't know It's nothing I've said Stop looking at me The way you do Feeling like an idiot You do that too What have I done For you to speak like this You think all I want Is one lousy last kiss You've affected the others Knowing not even my name Your sister it is She thinks I'm a game Nothing in my defense That I can say That wouldn't make it worse Each and every day Maybe if you took me Without a doubt You might possible know What I'm thinking about But no, you can't No reasons to list Tomorrow my thoughts Will all be a mist. |