Two-thirds of The Score
I got nothin, I can feel it, it is really just a fence between yards
On my doorstep, in a corset, in a yellow dress she is ready to go
'Cause I can't remember the last time it mattered this much in my mind
This waiting in line
'Cause I'm going crazy I'm growing impatient it's out of control
This heart that she stole
It's nice to like someone in a way you hate
In time you will look back too late and see it was fate, yeah
I got nothin, we got muffins at a cafe on the Upper East Side
She was laughin, we were matchin, we were crashing in the Lower West Side
Ooooh yeah
'Cause I can't remember the last time it mattered this much in my mind
This waiting in line
'Cause I'm going crazy I'm growing impatient it's out of control
This heart that she stole
It's nice to like someone in a way you hate
In time yeah you will look back too late and see it was fate
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