After a while, she walks into the room, The pockets, of her jacket filled with glue Into which she has stuffed her fingers, I am stuck, we all get sometimes. And she smiles, But I just can't read her mind Sometimes her smile doesn't reach her eyes, And I'm trying to say sorry, Don't lie, we all lie sometimes, But not now. I change my outfit every day, I say those things that I think You would like to hear me say I do things I normally wouldn't do,

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