With all the girls that you are?
You could write a novel after 20 years with all I forgot
Cuz I was sitting in the back
He said "Maybe you were just behind me
When I was learning what history was
But it's written in my annual
That's my girl and I swear on my honor that you're still her"
And the mirror said back:
There was a boy with the darkest brown eyes and blue jeans to ass
He caught me giving him a look
At the SW elaborate branch with his nose in a book
Did you ever know me or are you pretending to?
Did you ever know me or is this a joke to you?
Could you sleep at night if you told me just a little lie?
Could you sleep at night if you had me believe a lie?
I guess a girl with a reason to, can get over it
Because you came to my door
Baby that's what the bell is for
Well maybe I'm the real pretender
And wouldn't that just be my luck
Cuz I opened the door and said "That's my boy"
With the same blue jeans that he once wore
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