no one ever really makes me nervous,
I guess I felt vulnerable around you.

now i’m wondering why I let myself go.

you didn’t have to go and do something shady like that.
you didn’t have to treat me so well like that.
i’m confused and in bed, with memories of us holding each other in the backseat.

but you didn’t have to go and do something shady like that.
you didn’t have to treat me so well like that.
and that’s the hard part.

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