So who am I to judge you on the past, girl
I think there’s a reason for it all
you say that you’re nothing like the last girl
I just pray that you don’t let me down right now
it’s too late, I’m already yours
you just gotta promise me, hearts won’t break
and end up like before.
I swear I always fall for your type.
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