| Bobby was fourteen when she knew
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| Nothing would last
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| Wishing her life wouldn’t be this bad
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| 'Cause Bobby always thought like this with her thought of having missed
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| Every little thing life could bring she dismissed
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| 'Cause Bobby always saw the bad onto the life she had
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| Who could have blamed the girl
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| Bobby was fourteen years old, Bobby was fourteen years old
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| Bobby was fourteen when she knew
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| Nothing would last
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| Wishing her mind didn’t think so sad
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| 'Cause Bobby always had a stitch on the left side of her wrist
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| Despite the love she’d get she dismissed
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| 'Cause Bobby always saw the bad onto the life she had
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| Who could have blamed the girl
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| Bobby was fourteen years old, Bobby was fourteen years old
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| And Bobby knew if she’d ended it all it would be better soon
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| And if she tried, she would’ve missed out being happy and be a fool
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| But deep down bobby knew she’d find someone like you
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| Bobby was fifteen when she knew
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| Something’s would last
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| Wishing her mind never thought that bad
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| 'Cause bobby still had the stitch on the left side of her wrist
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| She got all life could give that she’d missed |