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How I know
We met.
In high school.
All my friends liked you.
I thought you were a tool.
I messed with your head.
You messed with my heart.
But something inside me.
Needed you.
**Oh baby I.
Love you.
We’ve been through it all.
Oh yeah it’s true.
When you hold me close.
I can’t breathe.
And that’s how I know.
It’s meant to be.**
We always fight.
About stupid things.
We get bitter and stubborn.
And say things we don’t mean.
We say it’s over.
But it never lasts.
We can’t be apart.
Because it breaks my heart.
**Oh baby I.
Love you.
We’ve been through it all.
Oh yeah it’s true.
When you hold me close.
I can’t breathe.
And that’s how I know.
It’s meant to be.**
You’re everything.
I’ve ever wanted.
We’re completely opposite.
Except for our tempers.
We’ve proved people wrong.
Like I knew we would.
But they don’t matter.
Because you’re the only one I need.
**Oh baby I.
Love you.
We’ve been through it all.
Oh yeah it’s true.
When you hold me close.
I can’t breathe.
And that’s how I know.
It’s meant to be.**
I never thought I would fall this hard.
Completely head over heals.
In love with you.
It’s really fate.
I don’t know what to say.
But…
**Oh baby I.
Love you.
We’ve been through it all.
Oh yeah it’s true.
When you hold me close.
I can’t breathe.
And that’s how I know.
It’s meant to be.**
I believe.
That when two hearts beat as one.
It’s all for real.
It’s this gifted pardon.
This pardon called love.
Ohh yeahhh.
This pardon…
Called love.
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