I've met a girl that looks like you. She was nothing like you. I was trying not to stare, but it was too hard not to frown. I've met a girl that had your smile, but she didn't know what to do with it, so I turned my head around. It's not a writer's block, it's discarding every thought that could lead to love or to a pretty song, but I'm stronger than that. In that worst way. So I'll OK it. I've met a girl that looks like you. She was working in a supermarket. I had no idea what's going on. I've met a girl that had your eyes. They were nothing like yours. Not a tiny bit. So I turned my head around. It's not a cunning plan, it's folding every hand that could lead to love or to a pretty song, but I'm stronger than that. In that worst way. So I'll OK it. It's not a writer's block, it's ignoring every plot that could lead to love or to a pretty song, but I'm stronger than that. In that worst way. So I'll OK it.