"Well maybe I'm a crook for stealing your heart away
and maybe I'm a crook for not caring for it
Yes maybe I'm a bad person, well baby I know
And these fingertips will never run through your skin
and those bright blue eyes can only meet mine across a room, filled with people that are less important than you
All cause you love when you know I can't love, you love when you know I can't love you"
-Of Monsters and Men
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