Glue

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I want to tell you
That I wish we'd never met,
But that's not true;
I only wish you'd let me be
So that I could get over you.
Because every hope you give me
Makes me feel like I don't have a clue
About anything when it comes to us.
You smile then push me away,
And I just don't know what to do;
Make up your mind if you're gonna bounce like rubber,
Or stick like glue...

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