What started as a crush became an obsession
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It was the classic path
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You've taken the weekend home, you're believing
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That things are somehow getting done
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But you're wrong
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Don't ever leave me alone, not this evening
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I am cold and shivering without you near
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I have begged and I have borrowed
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From my friends, who once admired
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Now they all have lost respect for me
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Feed me the words to explain this urge
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With pressure and squeeze, from points underneath
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The streams in your skin are ready
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And I can, so I will, just as long as you instill
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This fear in my heart
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I just hope that you aren't alone
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"Did I do something wrong?" her eyes start to question
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Yes, you did something wrong.
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You just failed to mention
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Hopefully you will see that the plans and the dreams
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That we shared in this haze
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They all wilt away
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You were wrong.
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I just hope that you aren't alone.
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Points Underneath
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The Honorary Title |