I don't have a thing for lies
Or for disappointment
I don't approve self injury
I'm not much for silence
I don't like omitted truths
I'm not fond of confusion
I'm not digging your contrasts
And I don't want to find them
But all of this, for you I do
You're lucky I'm in love.
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