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I slowly ease out of her embrace and ask, With a crooked smile in place, Why she made my T-shirt wet. But the smile was never returned see, This ain't no laughing matter. Dreams just shattered, I mean, futures died. And she answered it was my fault. I guess she's right, I mean, I did make her cry but, I just can't let that stop me, I mean, I haven't really started yet. I guess some how that she could tell that I Strongly had my mind set already. You stopped crying yet? I mean, you ready? You don't make the cut girl I'm sorry, Then again I mean, no one does so don't worry I think we need to talk here if this is gonna work The problem's not you, it is me Hollywood has altered what I consider love I'm standing in the corner freezing During our romantic showers I am naked your not wearing 'Makeup' sex won't change my mind this time At first you think I'm joking Then you're not quite sure Letras de canciones Then finally you see that you just can't compare To what I see on Silver screens where punch lines are clever and on cue The first time that I met you I swear you looked like her You said you liked romantic guys Mimicking all of your favourite actors I quoted their lines perfectly then Suddenly these petty problems Never seen on screen start drowning me And you don't seem to react the same Way that she does when she's on TV Then finally you see that you just can't compare To what I see, oh Just maybe the sequel will hold a better fate Just maybe we'll meet again Then maybe you'll understand Just how you're supposed to act When I play my part right You better play yours back From Letras Mania