I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
Then maybe you would see the signs
But Lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain’t the Lord no I’m just a fool
Learning loving somebody
Don’t make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?I sang your songs I danced your dance
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I have a sneaking suspicion who this is directed toward. We shall see.
Either you or Nancy Pants left a bag in my car last Thursday with some food containers. Is it yours? I can swing it by CWC...
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-DZ
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we-don't-know-what-he-is: haha. still unfinished. however, he can really be a dick at times. thanks for pointing it out. because it is really irritating.
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