Mr
Mr.
Stood here again wondering, wondering,
If she could be the one to set me free from misery,
Or drag me deeper, deeper in;
But I am willing to take the risk, because you know she is worth it.
I may be worthless but at least she knows me.
Mr. Misery; Mr. Empathy, just doesn’t understand her yet;
But I am willing to bet she would pass the test,
If I asked her out, I have no doubt,
Fate will intervene and end my dreams.
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