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And No Matter How Many Times I Tried To Figure Her OutNo Matter How Many Sleepless Nights I GaveNo Matter
And no matter how many times I tried to figure her out No matter how many sleepless nights I gave No matter how many odd and winding conversations we had I could not know her For she was the unknowable And no matter how many times I tried to figure it out Why exactly I was drawn to her No matter how many times I tried to stop No matter how many times I tried to leave I could not know why For love was the unknowable
All The Things I Never Told You
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