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I slowly ease out of her embrace and ask,
With a crooked smile in place,
Why she made my T-shirt wet.
But the smile was never returned see,
This ainât no laughing matter.
Dreams just shattered, I mean, futures died.
And she answered it was my fault.
I guess sheâs right, I mean, I did make her cry but,
I just canât let that stop me,
I mean, I havenât really started yet.
I guess some how that she could tell that I
Strongly had my mind set already.
You stopped crying yet?
I mean, you ready?
You donât make the cut girl Iâm sorry,
Then again I mean, no one does so donât worry
I think we need to talk here if this is gonna work
The problemâs not you, it is me
Hollywood has altered what I consider love
Iâm standing in the corner freezing
During our romantic showers
I am naked your not wearing
âMakeupâ sex wonât change my mind this time
At first you think Iâm joking
Then youâre not quite sure
Then finally you see that you just canât compare
To what I see on
Silver screens where punch lines are clever and on cue
The first time that I met you I swear you looked like her
You said you liked romantic guys
Mimicking all of your favourite actors
I quoted their lines perfectly then
Suddenly these petty problems
Never seen on screen start drowning me
And you donât seem to react the same
Way that she does when sheâs on TV
Then finally you see that you just canât compare
To what I see, oh
Just maybe the sequel will hold a better fate
Just maybe weâll meet again
Then maybe youâll understand
Just how youâre supposed to act
When I play my part right
You better play yours back
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