| She don’t throw any t-shirt on and walk to a bar
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| She don’t text her friends and say, «I gotta get laid tonight.»
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| She don’t say, «It's okay, I never loved him anyway.»
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| She don’t scroll through her phone just looking for a Band-Aid
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| It’s different for girls when their hearts get broke
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| They can’t tape it back together with a whiskey and coke
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| They don’t take someone home and act like it’s nothing
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| They can’t just switch it off every time they feel something
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| A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
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| Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
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| But it’s different for girls
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| She don’t sleep all day and leave the house a wreck
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| She don’t have the luxury to let herself go
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| She won’t call just to curse, find a wall she can punch
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| When the going gets tough, yeah, the guys they can just act tough
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| It’s different for girls when their hearts get broke
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| They can’t tape it back together with a whiskey and coke
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| They don’t take someone home and act like it’s nothing
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| They can’t just switch it off every time they feel something
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| A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
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| Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
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| But it’s different for girls
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| It’s different for girls
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| Nobody said it was fair
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| When love disappears, they can’t pretend it was never there
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| A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
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| Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
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| When the going gets tough, yeah, the guys they can just act tough
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| So tough
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| It’s different for girls
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| It’s different for girls |