'Cus I'll step all over you, and won't mean it
Don't tell me I'm not capable
'Cus I'll prove that I am if it kills me
Don't try to hold me in your hand
'Cus living things move, and I surely will
You've got your friends and I've got mine
And wouldn't you know, they were right
I won't tell you that your beautiful
'Cus you'll think I want sex, and don't mean it
I won't tell you that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.... again
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