Maybe trouble is in my blood
Maybe I'm bad deep inside
Probably my heart is made of stone or glass
You understand the difference, right?
But what you don't know is, you mean to me more than that
Why I insist?
I don't know
There's something different
You make it feel like it's worth it
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