You run from me so fast
Its almost like a game
I would call you back 
But I never knew your name 
And you tell me all these stories 
Of prose and lies and truth 
You are the definition 
Of a misspent youth 
And why do I decide 
Not to walk your way 
Cause having me on a string 
Is just not okay 
And all the weather closes
Back in on us two 
All I have to say 
Is forever I'll love you

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