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i look at them out together and i see she's wearing my sweater ah, what the heck, i might as well let her i was hardly gone before another boy came along not to say that that is wrong but i wish she'd leave my sweater home i look at them out together i don't mind he's an okay fella anyway, it's probably better she isn't stuck with me i'm so bad at the intrigue i'm glad i'm not stuck with her she's got a bad habit of being pure i look at them out together i wonder why i always upset her i think to myself what does it matter i wonder now what does it matter? i wonder now what does it matter? does it matter? From Letras Mania