but.
yes, there is always a BIG but (hardly ever a butt).
i need something more.
i just dunno what it is.
i hope i find it soon. cause i'm gettin' lonely.
John Mayer:
back to you
it always comes around
back to you
i try to forget you
i try to stay away
but it's too late
over you
i'm never over
over you
there's somethin about you
it's just the way you move...
the way you move me.
i mean, damn. you move me. come here, already.
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