Broken Rebel
My mom warned me about boys like youi understand why now that we are through
now i don't know what to do
because i keep wanting you
i wishe di had let more things slide
i said i was strong, but i lied
it's not like i have cried
but this desire hasn't died
wrap your arms around me tight
love me in the day as you do at night
i want to create love, not fight
you made life colorful and bright
it's like i was simply hired
to be your girl until i was fired
encircled in your arms i was wired
but now i'm only broken and tired
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