viernes, 11 de septiembre de 2009

So I keep dreaming about his ex girlfriend
what does this mean, oh what can it be?
she's so pretty, she has long brown hair
from a foreign country, I can hardly compare

he says he loves, he says he loves me
it's not my looks, must be my personality

my body's not the best and and I'm not funnest girl
I'm saying I'm obsessed, I'm a little bit frail



I wish I was better, I swear I'll be better
I promise not to shout, you won't hear a sound
even if I can't keep up, I'll pretend to be fun
promise not to hurt me, promise to understand



every night i dream, such wonderfull things
but she pops up in my mind
she laughs and talks and she's so real
she has nothing to hide
confidence isnt something i have mastered yet
but you'll see, i promise
not to be, that boring girl i've grown into
please just dont hurt me...

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