___ looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
That I hate his class
When he teaches it to me
He isn't beautiful
Nobody talks about
And he is what my nightmares are
about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
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I don't remember the rest. When didn't mind the class that much but it was fun to make up a song too. We took full advantage of it. When that song comes on the radio i sing those lyrics. I remember walking over the over pass just singing with Emilie and Kenzie to that song. It makes me laugh to think about.
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