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I could sit for days Tracing all the sweet butterflies Don't you like the way I wear my hair soft in my eyes, yeah And I love you but you love her And we all at odds And I don't love myself So I hate you and she hates me And I want you to love me But I do not love myself, mm By the end of the morning I could make you love me Make you love me You could leave if you wanted But I could make you love me Make you love me better The markings on your face Smokey movies screen, paramount The numbers of your name Double hundred, I lost count, yeah And I love you but you love her And we all at odds And I don't love myself (yeah, yeah) So I hate you and she hates me And I want you to love me But I do not love myself By the end of the morning I could make you love me Make you love me You could leave if you wanted But I could make you love me Make you love me better Stay right through to the evening Maybe you could make you love me You could make you love me You could leave if you wanted But I could make you love me Make you love me better You do not like music? Oh, I love it, but erm Where has the fire been?
Writer(s): Carrie Patrica Baxter, Duncan Arthur Brookfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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