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Tuesday, November 18, 2008
well you're the kinda guy who doesn't know what he wants
but you're the one who acts like nothin's ever wrong
i wanna love you cuz you think i'm beautiful
but boy i just don't know if i can handle
the way you just say nothin' for an hour...
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Hold me like you hold your guitar...
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