Envy the hold you have on me.
Perplexed, why I don't own you the same.
Beyond the merry.
Beyond the smiles.
Beyond the show of a perfect life, I worry.
Will he choose another, is not what will slit and ache.
Will she have that enviable hold on him? What if she does
I'm afraid she does.
And that stings.
Perplexed, why I don't own you the same.
Beyond the merry.
Beyond the smiles.
Beyond the show of a perfect life, I worry.
Will he choose another, is not what will slit and ache.
Will she have that enviable hold on him? What if she does
I'm afraid she does.
And that stings.
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