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 Never know who you're gonna get 
We're in love, or we never met 
Sour lemons or cinnamon 
Every day I'm different. 
I talk shit, then I bite my tongue 
Moving in, then I'm on the run 
I exist on a pendulum 
Swingin' high or swingin' low. 
You're the driver, I'm the passenger 
You're so fucking perfect 
How come I'm not feeling more? 
Hope this doesn't make you insecure 
But yesterday was heaven, now I'm bored. 
I bet you're sick of it 
Believe me, so am I 
Always the problem kid 
I could never pick a side 
I bet you're sick of it 
I could blame the gemini moon 
But really, I should just be 
Better to you. 
Memorizing every smile line 
Compatibility down to the science 
Breaking beds just to buy some time 
To avoid myself. 
You're the driver, I'm the passenger 
You're so fucking perfect 
How come I'm not feeling more? 
Hope this doesn't make you insecure 
But yesterday was heaven, now I'm bored. 
I bet you're sick of it 
Believe me, so am I 
Always the problem kid 
I could never pick a side 
I bet you're sick of it 
I could blame the gemini moon 
But really, I should just be 
Better to you. 
But really, I should just be 
Better to you. 
 
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