There's a part of me
That dies inside
Part of me
Wants to run and hide
Do you like me?
Are you scared?
Do I want you?
Am I prepared?
We've been friends for years
You know it too
You know I like you
You know it's true
What is going on?
Will I pull up a chair?
Will I kiss you goodnight?
Or just always be there?
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