| When she talks to you
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| You never care to listen
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| When she walks with you
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| Your eyes are always drifting
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| When you don’t call her back
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| Though you promised her that
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| What’s that got to say about you?
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| When she calls for help
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| You rather call her helpless
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| She is there for you
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| Why are you so selfish?
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| When you lie to her face
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| With a smile on your face
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| What’s that got to say about you?
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| So don’t cry your heart out
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| When she’s nothing but a memory
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| Your heart out
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| Cause your tears ain’t worth a penny
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| Oh, my brother, brother
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| You will soon discover
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| What it’s like to have the blues
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| And no one cries for you
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| (Duh duh duh, duh duh duh,)
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| (Duh duh duh, duh duh duh)
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| (Duh duh duh)
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| So tell me who are you
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| To shame and mistreat her
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| Cause she’s not a man
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| But you are not one either
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| And you need to be checked
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| If you think for a sec
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| That karma won’t come back to haunt you
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| When she’s had enough
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| Begging will be useless
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| When she’s all fed up
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| It’s too late for excuses
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| When she leaves you behind
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| At the drop of a dime
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| Pretty words won’t even matter, oh no
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| So don’t cry your heart out
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| When she’s nothing but a memory
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| Your heart out
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| Cause your tears ain’t worth a penny
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| Oh, my brother, brother
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| You will soon discover
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| What it’s like to have the blues
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| And no one cries for you
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| And no one cries for you
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| No one cries for you
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| No not for you
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| Then you’ll see, then you’ll know
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| That you reap what you sow
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| So don’t weep, no don’t go
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| Crying your heart out
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| You don’t know what you got
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| Til it’s gone and you stop
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| And you think, but do not
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| Cry your heart out
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| (Duh duh duh, duh duh duh)
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| (Duh duh duh, duh duh duh)
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| (Duh duh duh, duh duh duh)
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| So don’t cry your heart out
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| Don’t you cry your heart out
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| No no no
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| Oh, my brother, brother
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| You will soon discover
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| What it’s like to have the blues
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| And no one cries for you |