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Issadora Ava
Issadora Ava
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She's just a friend You say, "Does he know?" You wait by the front door of her home On nights she feels alone "Come back to bed," he'll say And she'll forget these things we carry It's driving me crazy Well this is more than I can handle Can she feel it too? This is more than I can handle Can I fill his shoes? She is more than I can handle But she's just a friend She's just a friend She's just a friend So sus The way she talks, so soft Soft words on soft lips I can't bare And he's so unaware She can't confide Her tendencies comply Her hands feelin' so cold in mine, mine, mine But this is more than I can handle Can she feel it too? This is more than I can handle Can I fill his shoes? She is more than I can handle But she's just a friend She's just a friend Well this is more than I can handle Can she feel it too? This is more than I can handle Can I fill his shoes? She is more than I can handle But she's just a friend She's just a friend
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