You
Your eyes don't shine like that anymore You don't smile like that anymore And then shirt you gave me doesn't smell like you anymore Tell me baby, Does it have to turn into push and pull? Do I have to go back for you to pull me in Dance with me one more time Talk to me one more time Look at me one more time I know you're tired of me Your face says it all Don't waste your breath. You're so sweet But is it the bare minimum talking? I wish we had left things at hello.
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