It's not because of that one time, with that one girl,
Or those other months, so far from home.
In spite of those, it's not that simple.
I can make myself that simple, but I couldn't do it to you.
I want to believe you. I think I want to.
Though I'm not sure about that last part.
I'm sick of saying stupid things to smart, pretty
People. Guys this ugly don't get that lucky.
I could be wrong. I'm sorry about that.
I'm used to apologizing for the way I think.
My only other choice is believing in a romance
That may not exist outside my head.
Or those other months, so far from home.
In spite of those, it's not that simple.
I can make myself that simple, but I couldn't do it to you.
I want to believe you. I think I want to.
Though I'm not sure about that last part.
I'm sick of saying stupid things to smart, pretty
People. Guys this ugly don't get that lucky.
I could be wrong. I'm sorry about that.
I'm used to apologizing for the way I think.
My only other choice is believing in a romance
That may not exist outside my head.
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