Enticed by the thought of your eyes when they pretend they don't like me
Enticed by the thought of your mouth when it speaks of me so badly
How can I shake this feeling, exactly?
I know the things you never tell
The things you want
Need
You'd rather put yourself through Hell
Something's lurking underneath
Admit it
You love me
Enticed by the music you like when I'm alone here without you
Enticed by the way you dance when the song is all but over
How do I shake this feeling, closure?
I know the things you never tell
The things you want
Need
You'd rather put yourself through Hell
Something's lurking underneath
Admit it
You love me
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Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
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