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the early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese, think about that one for a moment original song by me, wrote the lyrics a while back then forgor Lyrics: what was I just a fool, or maybe just a tool? your horseshoe theory doesn't mean much to me I'd rather plug my ears and cry think about how I'd like to die in your arms or in your bed always be a thought inside your head i don't know where I will belong I don't know I ever will there's a certain chance of crying after being with my friends but after being with you and you say you like me too oh I can't help but feel like someday I could heal but is this head too broken my heart too cold to bear I hear it in the way you talk and the way that you stare and when I say that the perfect view of country living adopted by society is owning a farm and never working keeping others from being free you just sit and agree with me and I can't help but fall in love again