you're on the phone with your ex-boy, you're upset. you're goin' off about something that he said. cause he doesn't treat you the way that i do. i'm in the room, it's a typical tuesday night. i'm sittin', makin' the kinda music he cannot write. and he'll never rock you the way that i do. cause he neglects you, i respect you. he throws a tantrum and i talk my feelings through. thankful for the day when i woke up to find that what i'm looking for has been here the whole time. i couldn't see that you're the one that understands me. been there all along but now i see. you belong with me.
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