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you always smiled at me in annoying little way



that stupid smile that sent lightning through my veins



it made every hormone in my sixteen year old body go crazy



how could that smile have such an effect on my soul?



and maybe some day you'll come to realize



all that i did for you



maybe someday you'll realize that you really do love me



and i won't be here standing in the rain



i remember how warm your hand felt when it held mine



it's quite amazing how a hand could make me feel that way



and i remember the scar there on your hand that i've noticed



every time i've seen you



and maybe some day you'll come to realize



all that i did for you



maybe someday you'll realize that you really do love me



and i won't be here standing in the rain



the summer nights we spent in each others arms



are burned on to my memory



i don't even know if i want to think of you anymore though



because you're really just a lying, deceitful little boy



unfortunately i'm meant for you



and maybe some day you'll come to realize



all that i did for you



maybe someday you'll realize that you really do love me



and i won't be here standing in the rain



i guess that once again we'll realize



that all i was is your slave



and the cycle will go on again



we'll barter for our love



our fake little teenage love