| There she sits in an empty room
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| The look on her face says it all
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| A bruise appears round a crying eye
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| As the tear drops sadly fall
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| He knocked her over he hit her
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| And told her she’s stupid
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| HeЎЇs high as a kite once again
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| She knows that tough love is needed
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| To save the love of her friend
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| There he sits in a freezing car
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| She’s in her bed in the warm
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| The cold light of the morning sky
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| Finds him cramped and looking worn
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| He wanders inside on tiptoes
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| And brews up some coffee
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| HeЎЇs shaking and sweating again
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| She knows that tough love is needed
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| To save the love of her friend
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| They talk it over but it’s not easy
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| Sorting it out
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| She cannot take it when he tells lies
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| And sneaks off out of the room
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| Returning like somebody’s lost balloon
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| Tea leaves sit in an empty cup
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| No expression on his face
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| The TV’s showing commercials
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| He’s back in her arms again |