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(I don't ever want to be cruel to you) (I'm not making up any new rules) Hey love What's up? Heard of You giving up I don't ever want to be cruel to you I'm not making up any new rules I can never hide the mess in my eyes Dilating into the rest Fantasize I don't want regrets any Parts of me tempted to feel What this idea of us could be If I stutter your name Because each syllable is profane What are these things you do to me, to me Promise My love is honest Clear, sure Simple, pure I don't ever want to be cruel to you I'm not making up any new rules From Letras Mania