How come it's everyone else who gets lucky
But when it comes to me, it's really sucky
Everyone else seems to find true love
But all I get is the glove
Everyone else is holding hands
While I'm stuck in the sands
Everyone else is dancing
And I'm just glancing
At them
Everyone else is kissing
And I'm just missing
Out on what everyone else is doing
While I'm just viewing
It
Do I need a permit
Maybe I should split
I don't know if I'll ever find love
But I'm sick of
Wondering if I'll be alone
And on my own
For the rest of my life
Maybe I should just get my knife...
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