I was restless,
I was restless,
I was restless,
I was restless.
I just want this to be good,
I just want this to be good.
but you don't understand,
you don't understand me, and I want to be understood.
But if it doesn't brush my shoulder,
and it doesn't beat my heart,
that's not what I want - no, that's not where I will start.
I never kissed somebody so that they would break my heart,
that's not what I want.
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