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You don't tell your friends It's your dirty little secret You don't know I know But I promise that I'll keep it
You've got a bad breath for it It's your guilty addiction You know that it's bad You just don't care to listen
I don't like your cigarettes But maybe I like you Two different people But I feel like I could maybe kinda Understand you Two different people Bad mind, bad breath I won't tell your friends I don't like your cigarettes
You like your nails Your hair Your tricks I like my reading Writing And my musical fits We don't know each other But we could try anyway
I don't like your cigarettes But maybe I like you Two different people But I feel like I could maybe kinda Understand you Two different people Bad mind, bad breath I won't tell your friends I don't like your cigarettes
Don't let your breath fog the glass And I won't let my past fog my mind Just for a second We can both leave the world behind
I don't like your cigarettes But that's okay Because maybe we could like each other With our own secret ways
