beauty queen of only eighteen
she had some trouble with herself
he was always there to help her
she always belonged to someone else
i drove for miles and miles
and wound up at your door
ive had you so many times but somehow
i want more
tap on my window knock on my door
i want to make you feel beautiful
i know i tend to get so insecure
it doesnt matter anymore
its not always rainbows and butterflies
its compromise that moves us along
my heart is full and my doors always open
you can come anytime you want
i dont mind spending everyday
out on your corner in the pouring rain
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile
and she will be loved
i know where you hide
alone in your car
know all of the things that make you who you are
i know that goodbye means nothing at all
comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
please dont try so hard to say goodbye
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