| I need to cry but I can’t get anything out of my eyes
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| Or my head
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| Did I die?
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| I need to run but I can’t get out of bed for anyone
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| Not for you, hun
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| My sour boy is a pain
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| I wanna shoot him in the brain
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| But I’d miss him in the morning
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| It really hurts when I need to so bad but I can’t see her
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| My Juliet, my special girl
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| But I need to understand
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| When I can power through
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| And when I need some help from you
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| When I should stand my ground
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| And when I need to just sit down
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| Sometimes I act like I know
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| But I’m really just a kid
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| With two corks in his eyes
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| And a bully in his head
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| I wanna make a colour that no one else has seen before
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| I wanna be so much more
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| I hope that she looks at me and thinks «shit, he’s so pretty»
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| Something I can’t believe
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| But I need to understand
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| When I can power through
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| And when I need some help from you
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| When I should stand my ground
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| And when I need to just sit down
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| Sometimes I act like I know
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| But I’m really just a kid
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| With two corks in his eyes
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| And a bully in his head
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| Sometimes I act like I know, but I’m really just a kid
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| With two corks in his eyes, and a bully in his head
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| Sometimes I act like I know, but I’m really just a kid
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| With two corks in his eyes, and a bully in his head |