你谁爱我谁爱我谁

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If I could write you a song and make you fall in love, I’d already have you tucked under my arm.

I’ve used up all my tricks— this one’s honest, unpolished, and all I’ve got left.

I hope you like it… but you probably won’t. You think you’re cooler than me.

You wear designer shades—not for the sun, but to hide your face— and stroll around like it proves something, like you’re cooler than me.

You never say “hey,” you don’t remember my name— and maybe that’s because, in your mind, you’re just… cooler than me.

Cooler than me. Who loves you. Who loves you. Who loves you.