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Mr. Wrong


Medea

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I'm getting tired of his childlike eyes

That air of confidence in every smile

The way he looks at them and drives them wild

And how he's so aware of all his wiles

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This isn't right

This isn't real

This isn't how I'm supposed to feel

How he turns me upside-down I'll never know

Why can't I run?

Why can't I hide?

Why can't I lock it all inside?

He's going to be the death of me before he goes

And he knows

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He's always charming and he's so damn nice

He'll take you home if you can pay the price

He moves through crowds with such a subtle grace

But in the end I'm just another face

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This isn't right

This isn't real

This isn't how I'm supposed to feel

How he turns me upside-down I'll never know

Why can't I run?

Why can't I hide?

Why can't I lock it all inside?

He's going to be the death of me before he goes

And he knows

And he knows

And he knows

He's going to be the death of me before he goes

And he knows

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Dorkiest part? This is all written from the standpoint of a character in one of my roleplays.

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