it's a shame that you're to busy to see
that i'm about to loose my patience with you
you never have time to listen to me
i was wondering is there anything that i can do
to make you wanna make me happy
the radio just keeps playing those love songs
they're stuck in my head and i'm through
through with dreaming of me and you
now i know that it could never come true
it's enough to make a saint swear
i've always wanted to be one of those girls
that all the bands write those songs about
the ones who drink coffee at midnight
and takes care of all the stray cats in town
but i'm not crazy enough for you or them
will you remember me when i get back
or will you forget me and move on
i'll miss you lots but i'd never admit it
so when you read this just forget it
but don't let my memory slip away
and Peter learned to love...
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