I always knew that you would end up in my bed, from the night that you were throwing cups and flirting with my friends. i get what I want, even if I have to wait, and you were touching on my fingers in the sweetest way.
But you look like you want to get away.
Make it even, and go to your room. She said she's and I'll let her soon.
I can't untie the strings that hold your mind.
So do you want to get away, or am I stuck with my mistake?
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