More than half a decade later, these are the thoughts running through my mind.....
Please don't let it begin
You're under my skin
Same old story
Boys meets girl and she falls much harder than him
If all night, all night, you're attention's not mine
Please don't let it begin
You're under my skin
It's a sin cause you're starting to win
She's not your type
So cliché when a boy falls under the spell
Of a woman from hell
Tonight, tonight, you could have found out I might
Have been the girl of your dreams
Baby, you might have seen what it means just to really be free
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