My day started like every other day,
Wake up saying hey,
Start talking to this guy i like,
I like him like a kid getting a bike.
I give my friend his number,
That made me dumber,
She took him from me,
Why cant he see.
My boyfriend broke up with me,
And he cant see,
He doesnt care,
Im gonna tear out my hair! ! !
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