I looked in her eyes but I can see
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My place in her's a mystery
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Struggle, as I try to say
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The words I know she won't believe
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Growing tired, of this game
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I must know, what she wants from me
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Oh and what, does she say
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Well I'm beginning to wonder
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I'm beginning to doubt
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What kind a spell are you under
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I can't figure you out
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Keep your eyes away from me,
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Leave alone that's what I need
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Now don't touch me
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Don't look me in the eye
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Stay at least a foot away
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The more I want, the more I sweat
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The more I blow everything I say
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You may think I'm bitching now
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But you'll find out who I really am some day
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Why don't you give me a sign
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Walk with me, smile, just let me know
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Do you like my act?
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And am I putting on a good show
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Cause that's all you'll get from me
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What am I like?
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Even I don't know
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They call me a fucking Milo
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Well I don't see the attraction
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Your not telling the truth
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I don't give satisfaction
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And I won't play those games with you
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I think you're getting to close to me
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Leave alone that's what I need
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My mind, is my saving grace
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My cage, my hiding place,
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My mind, helps me chose the fate
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Today a man felt self disgrace
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My mind, I wish it could erase
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I've erased
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Everything but your face
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Leave your face
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Oh not a trace
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Except your face
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Your face
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Your face
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Shattered Milo
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Descendents |