1 minute we fight, 1 minute we love
1 minute we hug, 1 minute we shove
1 minute we talk, next minute a fit
A whole minute we kiss
Next minute full of some venom we spit
It’s back and forth, but I put you first
Yet you wear your heart on your sleeveless shirt
So I’ll leave you first, instead of leavin’ hurt.
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