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Free but controlled
I'm being controlled
But I'm still free
She's the one who locked me
But she's turning the key
She listens to me
And I listen to her
But then she tells me something
And my vision is a blur
I look at her arm
And feel sick
I'm told not to tell
But I feel like a prick
I love her
And I care
But why tell me
When her boyfriend's in her lair
She's a nerd
And I'm a jock
She's the one I look for
When I pick the lock
Her boyfriend is oblivious
And I'm aware
He doesn't even notice
It's like he doesn't care
"Why"
I scream into the air
Why does she tell me
Is it because I'm always there
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