i'm usually the queen of figuring out, breaking down a man is no work out. but i got no clue, how to get through to you... i wanna hit you just to see if you'd cry, i keep knocking on wood, hoping there's a real boy inside. but you're not a man, you're just a manniquin, i wish you could feel that my love is real, it's just too bad you're not a man.
distractions, distractions! I NEED DISTRACTIONS!
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