What if all the pretty songs have been written? What if she never loved me? Sometimes it all just rhymes when I open my mouth. Sometimes I can't make any sense out of it at all.
If I had all the money in the world and nothing to spend it on, would I be rich? Seems like I would just have a bunch of green paper.
It feels like all the love in the world just gums up my heart.
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