When they call your name,
Will you walk right up,
With a smile on your face?
Will you cower in fear?
I wish you would.
Come pick me up.
Take me out.
Fuck me up.
Screw all my friends.
They're all full of shit.
When you're walking alone,
Do you wish I was there?
Do you wish it was me?
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