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[itsjammmtime]

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply

Tell me am i right to think

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i know this is meant for me...

[anonymous]

and this thing we're doing still hurts.

[everywishamiss]