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Neverlyn
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Have we met before or is it just a dream? Can't forget the smell of your nicotine You use your hands when you talk You drag your feet when you walk Have we met before or is it just a dream? You look like a picture out a magazine With your old Cure t-shirt on And all I wanted was to know your name It's meaningless, meaningless to expect Someone like you would ever want me back Cause even if you look my way, You're probably looking for another face Yet here I am practicing what to say I wish you'd come closer Or should I just walk over and Say the first thing that comes to my head Like can I borrow your lighter for my cigarette? So what would you expect to see An average girl just like me My messy hair, my chipped front teeth My obviously stellar personality I've been hurt before it's fucked with my head And I'm not even sure if I can trust again What you see is what you get, I'm obviously far from perfect I think you might have me confused With someone that's got it together My stress and my anxiety Are changing more than the weather It's dangerous, dangerous to expect Someone like you could ever set me back Even if I tried to stay I'd probably slip back Into my old ways And now here I am practicing what to say I've been waiting for your phone call lately I'll let it ring through, so I don't have to Convince myself to feel anything for you today So what could you possibly see An awkward guy just like me The way I act, the way I sing How I can't take myself seriously I've been hurt before it's fucked with my head Now I'm not sure if I can trust again Cause what you see is what you get I'm obviously far from perfect I think there's something I should tell you Is there something I should know? I came here with my friends And now I think it's time to go It's probably not worth it Cause you know I'm from out of town And the next time that I see you You'll be with somebody else With somebody else She kept up with my jokes She sang me songs that no one knows All I have are mental pictures Conversations, facial features And I might have had too much to drink But instead of forgetting I'll just think about you About you About you So what would you expect to see An awkward guy just like me My messy hair, my chipped front teeth My obviously stellar personality I've been hurt before it's fucked with my head And I'm not even sure if I can trust again What you see is what you get I'm obviously far from perfect
Writer(s): Nisha Rangel, Anna Neitzel, Merick Perez, Stephen Klein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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