you maybe thinking there is another girl
but this door is closed to super-gentleman's world
you alone have the key to this door
but that key doesn't work anymore
i just need time to organize myself
meaning i had to give up all distractions
your love was my biggest distraction of all
i couldn't get enough i wanted it all
so deep in love i forgot my real objective
mission failed is how i left it
so lets just be friends for a while
don't worry I'll still have you in mind
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