i sit and cry while i think about the times
with a smile on her lips she writes our rhymes
and when i looked at her smile
i knew it wasn't worth the while.
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daydreaming until we're dead.
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smile.
i sit and cry while i think about the times
with a smile on her lips she writes our rhymes
and when i looked at her smile
i knew it wasn't worth the while.
