I Am Okay
I never thought
That after
Everything
That we could...
I mean
I thought I'd never
Ever, ever be back in your
Two-door
The clunker
Where my earring are still
Lost
Just like me
I think I lost me
In the back of your two-door
And no matter how hard I try
I will never find
What I'm looking for
In the back seat
Not with you anyways
But I might keep trying
Just in case
Or maybe I feel
So sick
Of not being wanted
That I'd do pretty much anything
To feel...
Okay.
That after
Everything
That we could...
I mean
I thought I'd never
Ever, ever be back in your
Two-door
The clunker
Where my earring are still
Lost
Just like me
I think I lost me
In the back of your two-door
And no matter how hard I try
I will never find
What I'm looking for
In the back seat
Not with you anyways
But I might keep trying
Just in case
Or maybe I feel
So sick
Of not being wanted
That I'd do pretty much anything
To feel...
Okay.
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