If you’re meant to be the nice one
You said you were nice
You said you thought I was too
We held hands, we kissed in the street
You said you couldn’t wait to be next to me again
And so here I am
Stop waiting
Stop playing it cool
I know were different
But its ok
I know I’m cleverer than you
But if I don’t mind
neither should you
so you don’t quote Rousseau… you just have to be nice
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