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Theory Of Me


Imperfect

But it feels so right

Staying up late

All night

Watching you sleep

Wrapped up in my sheets

I dreamed of you

And now I can't get you

Out of my head

It's been a hard road

Getting here

But now that you're here

I can't imagine

You anywhere else

 

This heart

Is second rate

And my confession

Is long overdue

But you listen

Because it's you

And you kissed me

Like you couldn't stand it

Another minute

I want it

I want you

More then I've wanted

In a long time

And I know

What he wanted me to be

But I couldn't be

The old me

But you see

You see me

As I am now

 

Thank you

For taking my heart

Battered and bruised

Thank you

For your flannel shirts

Decorating my floor

Thank you

For your laugh

And your wild hair

And your gentle touch

Thank you

For finding me here

And taking me on

Thank you

For not falling in love

With the theory of me

But the real me

 

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