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She'll get you with her sad eyes But that's just her pain romanticized Don't fall in it the bottom is sharp There something swimming in the water of The castle is at sharks And we'll play out textbook fashion Is it love or are we manic Therapy makes souls so tragic Wait a week we'll see what happens But for now kiss me in the classroom Fill my life with bad news Put my name amongst your tattoos What do we have to lose She takes me by the hand and leads me Further down the hallway Something feels familiar About the decor on the walls If she had a mission She'd be destined Not to make it Too easily distracted By everything that her life has taken Maybe I need a little crazy To keep my mind from getting lazy They have me reading into tea leaves See my future self is breathing Tell me that someday I'll meet him She can't understand the reasons That the rest of are reading Into tea leaves and then leaving So we'll play out textbook fashion Is it love or is she manic Therapy made her so tragic Wait a week but nothing happens So for now she's standing in the classroom Fills her head with bad news Put my name amongst her tattoos What does she have left to lose