All alone
On the edge of sleep
My old familiar friend
Comes and lies down next to me
And I can see you coming from the edge of the room
Smiling in the streetlight
Even with my eyes shut tight
I still see you coming now
Oh ooh ooh ooh, I think I'm breaking down again
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Boy problems, who's got 'em?
I've got them too
Boy trouble, you've got trouble
Don't know what to do
I think I broke up with my boyfriend today
And I don't really care
I've got worse problems
