Commentary: Welcome to the bitterest week of the R.B.D.S.O.T.D.'s whole year, where love is a lie & heartbreak is certain.
"You're a little obsessed with me,
I'm a little bit scared of you,
The way you look and stare at me,
Maybe it's time I let you know:
"You can call me six times, but still I won't pick up the phone!
You can spend all your money on me, but still I'll say, 'No!'
You can write a million letters every day confessing to me
That I am the girl of your dreams, but nobody ever asked me,
I never looked at you that way,
'Cause I always thought you were gay…"
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