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~~**-TearDropsOnMyGuitar-**~~
Friday, July 27, 2007
He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see. What I want, what I need it, everything that we should be. I bet that she’s beautiful, that girl he talks about. And she’s got everything that I have to live without. He talks to me, I laugh cause it’s so damn funny. And I can’t even see anyone when he’s with me. He says he’s so in love. He’s finally got it right. I wonder if he knows he’s all I think about at night.

He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar. The only thing that keeps me, wishing on a wishing star. He‘s the song in the car, I keep singing duno why I do.

Drew walks by me. Can’t he tell that I can’t breathe? And there he goes, so perfectly, the kind of flawless I wish I could be. She better hold him tight, give him all the love. Look in those beautiful eyes and know she’s lucky cause.

He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar. The only thing that keeps me, wishing on a wishing star. He‘s the song, in the car, I keep singing duno why I do.

So I drive home alone, as I turn off the light. I put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight.

Cause he’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar. The only one that’s got enough for me to break my heart. He’s the song, in the car; I keep singing duno why I do. He’s the time taken up, but there’s never enough and he’s all that I need to fall into.

He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see.

I like this song so i decided to have it posted. I am still trying to find out who sang this beautiful song.

~~**-NaZ-**~~

--Merci tout le monde--
3:20 PM

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