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Well I admit, I tell white lies
And I admit, I dramatize everything hat I do
Well, I admit, I am headstrong
And I admit, I act too young
But for the bad in me, there's good to offer you
Oh, but the girl you see, slips her number into pockets,
And lets her love fly off like rockets, to the moon,
Well baby there's no room,
For the girl you see, she's not anything no not like me,
If you really think that I could lead you on -
Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
Well I admit, I just don't care
