I know he isn't the first
And he won't be the last But that boyish smile devastates me every time And I'm not one for talk Thoughts are scarce when they're directed at him I'm scarce around him The silence teases my insecurities An insecure girl too insecure to handle her own insecurities So I know there isn't a fantasy to chase That he'll never be mine And God she looks better with him than I ever could The mischief in her eyes matches his They'd be perfect But it was nice last night when we were imperfect
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