Make Me Choose

I met you in the middle of the spring
 When I was gray and cold
 And I did things I still regret
 I just can't let it go
 Why don't you cut me loose?
 Why do you make me choose between?
 But the fact is, this is growing old
 
 Like a lost ghost in the night
 If you want me, you'll have to fight
 Just like you know it is true
 I want you, don't make me choose
 I love you, don't make me choose
 But the fact is, this is growing old
 I love you, don't make me choose
 I want you, don't make me choose
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 I met you in the middle of chaos
 Drunk on the dancefloor
 I can't understand you're the girl I kissed before
 Why did I go so blue?
 Why didn't I ask you for your feelings?
 In your eyes I'll still be young as I grow gray and old
 I love you, don't make me choose
 But the fact is, this is growing old
 I love you, don't make me choose
 I want you, don't make me choose