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Nice Guys Finish First, Shy Guys Finish ...
Here’s the same ol' story of a boy that meets a girl, But she was with a boy who makes her want to hurl. He told her she deserved better and some other guy But she didn't listen; she'd rather believe the jerk's lies.
Faith Like A Child
Faith like a Child Faith innocent and pure, Everlasting and forever endure.
The Girl I Used To Know
My hair is still blonde; my eyes are still blue, But looking in the mirror, I see someone new. I have grown taller and I have grown older, But why is it that my heart has grown colder?
I Am Real
Look at me, I am real, I have pain that I can feel. Every hurt, every ache, Makes me bend until I break.
This almost seems too good to be true, I can't think about one thing I don't like about you. However, one thing that may come to mind Is that sometimes you tend be quite blind.
Go With the Flow
At times we get caught up in what we do or don't know, But really what we should be doing is going with the flow. Believe me, I know its much easier said than done, But I swear if you just listen, it will help a ton.
Today you look at me, I can see through your misery. Not knowing what is to come, You’re leaving where you come from.
You Wouldn't Know
You see the grey hair, blank stare, nothing there, nobody to care. You feel the heartache, hips break, hands shake, never awake. You hear machines beep, clothes seep, deep sleep, families weep. You taste the cold tears, sore rears, BM smears, deadly fears.
Remember when it was always so hard to say goodbye, Remember when you said it was just you and I? Remember when you said you really liked me, Remember when I was the only one you’d see?
I’ve been so strong for far too long, Now everything is going wrong. One thing after another, it all adds up, Can’t have one more thing fill my cup.
Stuck in a rut, out of your groove? Don’t sit down, you gotta move. Sulking in shame is not something to do, In this battle you gotta fight through.
Sometimes I get so caught up when I’m with you. I don’t want this to be another chance I blew. I come to on too strong, I come on too fast, I need to stop if I want this to last.
I Want A Love Story
That’s it, I’m done, I’m down and out. I don’t want to be that girl everyone’s talking about. Hooking up with guys left and right, Somebody new every night.
I Blame You
I blame you for the ups and downs. I blame you for the haunting sounds. For your voice that echoes around this place, For your presence that won’t fill this empty space.
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Nice Guys Finish First, Shy Guys Finish Last, Bad Boys In The Past
Here’s the same ol' story of a boy that meets a girl,
But she was with a boy who makes her want to hurl.
He told her she deserved better and some other guy
But she didn't listen; she'd rather believe the jerk's lies.
When that all was over and she knew should have listened,
Tears fell from her eyes and on her cheek they glistened.
They vented about how much they hated the other sex,
Also about how much they were hurt by their ex.
You can say they got close, they shared a bond,
Day by day of each other they became more fond.
They would talk for a while,...