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I treat it like a high school dance waiting in the wings for my big chance but I would only stare at my shoes you belong to me I belong to you I could tell an antique lie full of all the things I want to hide but that would only lead to the truth you belong to me I belong to you but I'm lazy and I'll pull you down where you won't want to be and I'm tasting what's pouring out of you what am I supposed to do? I could play a trick so strange cover up my ears and pray for rain but that would only give you the blues you belong to me I belong to you From Letras Mania