Somebody ripped out my page in your telephone book
Well nothing I came up with seems to work
It feels like everything I say is lie
And never have I felt like such a jerk
I'm afraid to even open my eyes
Because I really don't want her to judge me
I want her to really know who I am
And then, and only then will she love me
Well at least that was the plan
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