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Can't Shake You
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I should have known
Should have seen it coming
When I first saw you
Should have set off running
But instead I stuck around
Now I can’t shake you
Don’t know how
I’ll run away
One of these days
But for now don’t go away
Cuz you’re nothing
But bad news
but i am so
in love with you
we’re always
fighting all the time
so glad I’m yours
and you are mine
and I cannot decide
if you and I were meant to be
cuz one day things are great
the next day you’re torturing me
and I can’t really tell
if you and me are working out
but girl I can’t escape you
yeah I don’t think I know how
maybe I’m just dumb
maybe I don’t know what I want
I think you’re crazy but
I can’t stay away for too long
I’m back and forth and
I just don’t know how I should feel
If this is madness or if
this is love yeah is this real?
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