Damn my situation and the games I have to play, with all the things caught in my mind. Damn my education, I can't find the words to say all the things caught in my mind.
I want you to want me, I need you to need me, I'm begging you to beg me, I'd love you to love me.
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.
And if I had my suspicions I kept them out of my heart. Just wished I would of known right from the start that you'd be speaking in riddles and you'd never confide, you know I knew we were in trouble.
You will be the death of me.
'Cause baby you're all that I want.
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