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Baby you'll come knocking on my front door Same old line you used to use before I said ya... well... what am I supposed to do? I didnt know what I was getting into. So youve had a little trouble in town. Now youre keeping some demons down. Stop draggin my heart around. Its hard to think about what youve wanted, Its hard to think about what youve lost. This doesnt have to be the big get even, This doesnt have to be anything at all

when everything is said and done, you cant go pleasing everyone, so screw it.

imagine brent is saying this to emma. this is how i feel.
She says her love for me could never die, But thatd change if she ever found out about you and i. Oh - but her love is cold. It wouldnt hurt her if she didnt know, cause...When it gets too much I need to feel your touch Im gonna run to you Im gonna run to you Cause when the feelins right Im gonna run all night Im gonna run to youS hes got a heart of gold shed never let me down But youre the one that always turns me on You keep me comin round I know her love is true But its so damn easy makin love to you, I got my mind made up I need to feel your touch. Im gonna run to youYa - Im gonna run to you Cause when the feelins right Im gonna stay all night. Im gonna run to you

this relates to brent.
Like a workin boy, out of luckFallin through the cracksNight rolled in, I turned back homeA hard wind at my backIm out in the cold Body and soul Th eres nowhere to go. Im out in the cold. Well I woke up, My brain was stunned, I could come around,I reached out to grab my keys Tumbled to the ground. I thought of you, Starry eyed I wondered where we stand. Did I just fall from your arms Down into your hands?

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