| Thought i’d found my kindred soul in you
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| Had to learn how cruel my kind could be
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| Freeze all smiles and lie in wait for tears
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| Count my faults and miss to kiss me
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| Your scowl — makes out of the sweetest touch
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| A big punch that is too much
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| Your glower — makes out of the sweetest scent
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| An unbearable — smell that could be hell
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| Your cold manner — out of a simple word
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| An injust — sentence that should hurt
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| Your angry look — makes out of a simple thing
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| The cruelest ones
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| I’ve ever heard of
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| Takes away my courage
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| And destroys a little heart
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| That tried to learn to beat for you
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| I was not honest all the time
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| But i was honest
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| When i said that i love you
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| Sometimes you don’t notice simple hints
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| And suddenly you realize
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| That things went wrong
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| And pay the price
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| For having thing looking so nice
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| And then the difficulties grow
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| And you persistently ignore
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| That they are knocking at your door
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| But you go for a walk inside
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| Look at me, i talk to you
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| If you don’t talk to me i go
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| Not everyting must be a show
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| Not every show has to go on
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| If you don’t talk to me i run
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| If you don’t talk to me i run
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| If you don’t talk to me i run |