Boy--
I have this kind of
phobia
I'm afraid I'm not
good enough for you
I'm afraid I'm going
to fail you
I'm afraid you can't
accept me for who I am
But boy--
You know what
You're the best
thing
That ever happened
to me
And I'm sorry
I was the worst
thing
That ever happened
to you
Boy--
It's like you're a
swingset
And I'm the kid that
fall
And I don't mind at
all.
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