December 21, 2012
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every song I write
every word i type
seems to lead
me back to you
what can a girl Do?
I’m so hooked
You might as well
call me dinner
Go ahead and try
to tear my heart out.
there. you see that?
the shooting star?
that was my chance
with you
and of course I
screwed it up
I’m not so good at love
and I’ve got rotten luck
but hey
at least I’ve got good taste
fallin’ for an angel

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