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and I think of all the ways you make me happy
all the ways you manage to make me smile
all those moments I do a double-take and figure, "hey, she really cares about me."
But I don't know why I feel the way I do sometimes. And if maybe, there're a lot of things on the outside that get me. Or add to this.
Hell, I don't know what's happening, okay?
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but it's so hard to believe
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