tisdag, september 15, 2009

you are selling me a fantasy that i wanna explore

And I can’t stand you.
Must everything you do make me wanna smile?
Can I not like it for awhile?

You know exactly what to do
so that I can’t stay mad at you,
for too long, that’s wrong

And you completely know the power that you have
The only one that makes me laugh

One of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you’ll probably always have a spell on me..

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