Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there—

I wasn’t staring or messing with my hair.

I totally didn’t plan to be right here,

Just happened to trip and land near your sphere.

I mean, whatever—you’re just a face.

A very kissable… stupid face.

(Shut up, Alice, keep it cool!)

Okay, now I’m acting like a fool.

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I don’t like you—well, maybe a bit.

No butterflies… just a full-on panic hit.

And I’m not blushing, it’s just hot in this air!

Seriously. You’re not special. I swear…

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So don’t think you’ve got me hooked—

I just like the way your laugh shook.

No, I don’t write songs about your stare—

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

I’m not dreaming about us at all—

I just daydream and trip and fall.

You’re not the reason for this messed-up hair…

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

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You like dogs? I guess that’s cool.

I didn’t google your whole life—what, you think I’m a tool?

Okay, I maybe know your birthday too,

And your favorite band… and your worn-out shoe.

But I’m just curious. Not obsessed!

(Why am I wearing this dumb cute dress?)

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I don’t need you—except when I do.

I totally ignore you… after I stare at you.

My playlist? Pure coincidence, I swear!

That love song? Just… floating in the air…

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So don’t think you’ve got me hooked—

I just like the way your fingers shook.

No, I don’t stalk you—I’m just aware.

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

It’s not like I imagine us two—

Just sometimes… okay, maybe I do.

You’re not the echo in every prayer…

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

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I’m not awkward—you just make it worse.

Why’d you smile like that? Now I need a nurse.

My heart? It’s fine. Just racing in place.

No big deal—it’s just your face.

I mean, you’re fine. Like average-hot.

Okay, I’m lying, I think you’re a LOT.

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I wasn’t gonna say this, but here goes:

You make my chaos feel like prose.

You crash into my calm like a dare—

And now I want you everywhere.

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So maybe I am totally hooked,

Maybe I do write lines you overlooked.

I’ve got love scribbled in my hair…

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

You walked in like a plot twist flame,

And I fell without knowing your name.

I might care more than I can bear…

Oh… hey. Didn’t see you there.

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Uh—if you heard any of that… it was a song.

Not real. Just… y’know. Lyrics.

(But maybe call me?)