| Sweat and blood and ink I’ve spent
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| But I’ve saved my tears
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| I won’t spring a leak for them
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| Sharply dressed and ill at ease
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| Like a sucker keen to please
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| The man, the boss, the teacher
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| I have tried to fall in love
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| It did nothing more then leave me messed up
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| Some wild, bitter baby
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| Now I’m crying for whoever
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| Contentment would have made
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| All things pass and change
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| I wish you could
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| Have lived your life
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| All the things you would have seen
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| Oh the man you could’ve been
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| I would stand beside you
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| Now the hours and seconds crawl
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| Made me question it all again
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| Why my son, my boy, my light?
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| You would have found someone to love
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| Someone sweet and kind, a lot like you
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| She’d be your everything
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| And it would have saved you
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| Contentment would have made
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| All things pass and change
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| I wish you could
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| Have lived your life |