I'm a mess, I confess that I'm nothing without you,
And there is nothing I can do to prove to you I'm being honest;
Now I see, everything; and yes I've known it all along.
I was so lost, but I'm back and I finally know now where my heart belongs.
I've been wondering if you could ever realize,
That we're growing up so fast and it's insane.
My dear our hearts have gotten good at pumping
cheap new lust into our young veins;
Suddenly I understand, everything I couldn't comprehend. 3
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