| Well you never need forgiveness
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| left home at seventeen
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| raised up on hate
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| to a life that’s second rate…
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| I’ve seen that look before
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| behind some closing door
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| You couldn’t be delivered
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| just won’t be denied
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| too much a child
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| Confident and wild…
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| nobody taught you how to live
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| what to keep and what to give
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| Oh now she talks to strangers
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| who bring her flowers for her hair
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| but every night you count on me
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| to get you out the door
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| Oh then you smile and watch me lose control
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| Rain on me
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| oh rain down on me
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| oh rain down on me
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| I used to think I knew
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| what I was waiting for
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| I don’t think that anymore
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| Didn’t know what to bring you
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| don’t seem to need too much at all
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| no pearls and chains
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| and nobody’s sad refrains
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| Everytime I wonder why
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| think back to the kindness in your eyes
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| Now everybody wants you
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| bring you flowers for your hair
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| but every night you count on me
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| to peel you off the wall
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| Oh then you smile and watch me lose control
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| Rain on me
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| oh rain down on me
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| oh rain down on me
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| I used to think I knew
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| what I was fighting for
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| Oh I don’t think that anymore |