ge mej dej

Imagine that the pillow that you cried on was my chest
And the tissue that you wiped yo face with was my hand
Boy, imagine if you needed advice about some other girl,
I'm the one that comes to mind

I wanna be, the last one that you call late at night
Said I wanna be, the first one that you dial when you open your eyes
Wanna be the one you run to, wanna be the one that ain't gon hurt you

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