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Nobody said it was easy.
Being friends with someone special, acting like they're not everything you want.
Fearing you might lose them if you push too far, but if you don't push hard enough, never recieving all you want.
Nobody said it was easy.
Watching them struggle with their own life, watching your own struggle as well.
Somehow both seem to fit right, a little loose but pretty tight.
To love or to fight?
To wrong or to right?
Nobody said it was easy.
Click, click. Skip, skip.
Saving your story for last
Seeing a beautiful girl who's probably from your past.
Begging and pleading for that moment not to last.
Nobody said it was easy.
The jealous type.
You and me both.
It leaves my heart hurting - the literal tyoe
Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy, they call it.
Please stop, just end it.
Nobody said it was easy.
But I'll play that waiting game, it's a must
I'll wait forever, to make what's best for us.
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