Now I do not want to be that girl
that cries at every turn.
But I can't ignore the hurt
that makes me burn.
So please do be patient with me,
I know I can have a bit of jealousy.
But I promise you, I'll make it up to you in return.
So baby, baby would you read a poem I picked for you?
that cries at every turn.
But I can't ignore the hurt
that makes me burn.
So please do be patient with me,
I know I can have a bit of jealousy.
But I promise you, I'll make it up to you in return.
So baby, baby would you read a poem I picked for you?
Would you think of me and not some other girl's boobs?
Now what am I to do, when I feel so much love for you?
I wish that I could be stronger but I get scared
that my love will not do.
Yeah, I get scared that my love will not do.
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