and pretend we're interested in stars
when we can't find the sort
when we can't find the sort
You seem to focus on the road,
filtering the signs,
filtering the signs,
while I focus on keeping myself
from asking
if you want to be mine.
Is this how it's going to be
Pretending we're never meant to be
Is this how it's going to be
Pretending we're never meant to be

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