Something's up, caught in the back of my head.
But i just can't figure out what. Is it ___? Or is it _____?
Being single's good. Being broken's not.
It wouldn't take long before i get sick of parties.
Tomorrow night- zouk. Lets go out to play.

It started way before i stepped into the store. I caught glimpse of you several times while passing by. You were just an average joe. That day while i was waiting for my drink, i heard them said it. The only information i had-your name. =)

Labels: i know shes better.

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