för bra för att vara sann?

Oh, his eyes, his eyes make the stars look like they're not shining.
His hair, his hair falls perfectly without him trying.
He's so beautiful, and I tell him everyday.
Yeaaa. I know, I know when I compliment him, he won't believe me.
And it's so, it's so sad to think that he don't see what I see.
But everytime he ask me 'Do I look okay?' I say...
When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change.

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