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 Chasing 
Chasing all the things you never had 
Facing 
Facing all the fears you never grabbed 
You've had 
The chance 
Sitting next to her 
With her fingers in her purse 
You can tell she does her work 
You may try to speak but someone was eyeing her first 
You sit back and try to rehearse those lines. 
It's the first day back 
I need to relax 
Probably not her type 
I can see that guy 
What if she's into all the things I do 
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta 
I gotta, I gotta. 
At recess you follow her to the swing set 
Her hair it swings 
While she jumps and clings to her friend she hasn't seen today 
Yet she 
She looks so clean 
In those blue jeans 
You pray that she could never be 
A girl who don't know why 
It's so hot outside 
You look at the time 
The bell rings so high 
The bell rings so high 
You've run out of time. 
It's lunch and you give her your favorite flavor of 
Crunch bar 
You watch her 
As she gives it to her friend who has three different lunches 
You say that she's ungrateful 
She can never focus 
On the way home 
The bus is full so you wait for her 
You sit by her 
And you fix your mouth to say hello 
As you fix your mouth to say hello 
You notice that she had already put in her bright pink headphones. 
I just can't do this 
Every chance I miss 
I can tell that she ain't tryna know me 
Let your mind do tricks 
Ask her for that kiss 
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta 
I gotta, I gotta (ask for that kiss) 
I just can't do this 
Every chance I miss 
I can tell that she ain't tryna' know me 
Let your mind do tricks 
Ask her for that kiss 
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta 
I gotta, I gotta. 
 
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