You're just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I want to go to you
Funny how I'm nervous still,
I've always been the easy kill
I guess I always will
Could it be that everything goes around by chance
Or only one way that it was always meant to be
You kill me
You always know the perfect thing to say
I know what I should do but I just can't walk away
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