Choosable
When the sun shines in the east
Your beautiful just to say the least
This feeling was definitely not planned
But when the sun shines in the west
I realize you’re just not the best
You’re something I just can’t stand
So I’m heading on out the doorway with you on my mind
And the downfall of this is you’re way too kind
To knock me down, back to my safe side
Where the flowers so beautiful and everyone is musical
The world is so unmovable, the hearts are so unbruisible
I’m never one who’s usable, problems are excusable
And you are so choosable
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