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Red Card


I miss her Its funny how for a second I thought he was talking about me Ironic huh? How Love turns out to be Falling for a bad boy Hoping he's gat a different story Turns out I was just a toy Being fooLed over and over without worry Falling for all the guys whose signs read Red Card One day I wont open my eyes Why? Because I fell too hard Blinded by the look and this thing they call swag Not knowing Im falling for a mere scallywag But everyone makes mistakes and you were clearly mine You thought I'd never leave without you Well you were wrong...Im doing just fine
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