| Little girls don’t know how to be sweet girls
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| Mama didn’t teach me
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| Little boys don’t know how to treat little girls
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| Daddy didn’t show me
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| Face down, on top of your bed
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| Oh why did I give it up to you?
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| Is this how I shoot myself up high
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| Just high enough to get through?
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| Again, the false affection
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| Again, we break down inside
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| Love save the empty
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| Love save the empty, and save me
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| Sad boy, you stare up at the sky
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| When no one’s looking back at you
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| You wear your every last disguise;
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| You’re flying, then you fall through
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| Again, the false attention
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| Again, you’re breaking inside
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| Love save the empty
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| Love save the empty, save me
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| Love save the empty
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| Love save the empty
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| Stars feel like knives
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| They tell us why we’re fighting
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| Storm, wait outside
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| Oh, love, hold us together
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| Love, save the empty
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| Love, save the empty
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| Love, save the empty
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| Love, save the empty, and save me
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| And save me |