I've got a cold, can't you see? It has become quite a calamity. My stomach churns, my fever breaks. My pulse quickens, and my heart aches My brow is wet, I'm in a daze. I can't see straight, like some strange haze. Sudden spasms and spastic spleens Are simply reactions to all my needs. All my needs are actually all of you. I can't go on without and that is true. I love you my dear, to put it best. To be your girl is my only quest. I know you don't want me, and that is fair. Just understand, that it is for you I care. I cannot force you into loving me. I only hope that you will see. Whatever it is that holds you back Means nothing to me and that's a fact For I am sick and I am dead, Because I can't get you out of my head.
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