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Crush'd Lyrics - Say Anything - Say Anything

When I was eight years old 

Before puberty took hold 

I thought I'd end up beside a princess bride 

And love was indivisible 

 

Never mind how my taste reflects 

A disturbing oedipal complex 

It's not awkward, girl 

The compliments are coming next 

 

You're no witch, you're no wench 

You're like Bjork with better fashion sense 

So I phone 50 Cents 

And I'm building up my confidence 

 

Respect to your work 

You're an artist, I'm a silly jerk 

I think that dynamic could work 

So work it 

 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

And I can't let it go, oh no 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

Baby, if only I could let you know 

 

When we spoke, no joke 

I started shedding slutty girls like snakeskin 

My collection acquired 

Through shallow misdirection 

 

And as I drive tonight 

The West Coast sky daring me to try 

I feel alive tonight 

The possibility that I'm your guy 

 

Though I suffer from dyslexia 

And mild manorexia 

My hair cannot commit 

To one popular genre of music 

 

And though they all claim 

That a girl can't take her boy's last name 

Or end up divorced and estranged 

I'm counting on you 

 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

And I can't let it go, oh no 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

Baby, if only I could let you know 

 

Your other suitors are no poets 

They're only actors who can play guitar 

Have I won your heart? 

 

They're not students or screenwriters 

They're only models that they taught to read 

Love, would you agree? 

And it's oh so sweet 

 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

And I can't let it go, oh no 

I have a total crush on you, baby 

Baby, if only I could let you know 

 

I'm quite sure you love me, Sherri 

I'm quite sure I love you too 

We should make a verbal agreement 

To only kiss each other 

 

Because one time beneath the sky 

Outside my New York pigsty 

I saw a vision of you and I, alright 

 

Did it hurt? Did it hurt? 

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven, girl? 

Did it hurt? Did it hurt? 

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven, girl? 

 

Did it hurt? Did it hurt? 

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