Since I met you in November, there was little I could do
To stop myself from writing, talking, thinking about you,
But when I made a joke, rather cruel, at your expense
I laughed hard enough to realize that I'm alright with just friends.
To stop myself from writing, talking, thinking about you,
But when I made a joke, rather cruel, at your expense
I laughed hard enough to realize that I'm alright with just friends.
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