you’re the one I’m not supposed to love
that thrill that chase, that never-ending race
to nowhere in the middle of somewhere
where hearts go to break
to mend and stretch then snap back into place
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you’re the one I’m not supposed to love
that thrill that chase, that never-ending race
to nowhere in the middle of somewhere
where hearts go to break
to mend and stretch then snap back into place
