| You know, I thought that we could be friends
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| But now I’m caught up in this mess
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| I can’t pretend, that I don’t feel this
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| 'Cause if I don’t, it’ll leave me depressed
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| And I know it don’t make no sense
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| But I’m getting used to this
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| And I’m older now, but I’m still young
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| And I got many, oh many years to come
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| And I never said it out loud
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| I’d end up looking like the fool
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| Am I the only one afraid to make a move
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| Maybe you’re feeling what I’m feeling, too
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| And I know it don’t make no sense
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| But I’m getting used to this
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| And I’m older now, but I’m still young
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| And I got many, oh, many years to come
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| And I’m older now, but I’m still young
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| And I got many, oh, many years to come
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends
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| You just thought I just wanted to be friends |