Breaking the Tacit Law

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We talk about nonsense

Majority of the time

Dumb jokes, pointless rhymes

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But the only reason

I don't try to talk much

Is cause I'm scared

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You're always so livid

So jealous of a hypothetic girlfriend

As if your world's coming to an end

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I'm so afraid that if I talk

About how ecstatic I am

In his glowing prescence

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You'll flip out in jealousy

We'll fight and argue

And it would all be over a guy

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Isn't that the tacit law

We girls hold onto dearly

And practically worship?

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Never get into a major fight

Over a mere guy

But I'm frightened that could happen