| With your mother’s cameo brooch
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| Sat at the foot of her bed taking notes
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| You watched her since you were small
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| You are the new belle of the ball
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| With your father’s bruise on your arm
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| Telling me it’s no cause for alarm
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| Stop pushing people away
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| You can’t live your life this way
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| I will always be there for you
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| Whenever you need me, someone to talk to
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| With your sister’s love for her dad
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| You tell her it’s the piano teacher that has been bad
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| You said you hadn’t learnt your scales
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| She said you were going off the rails
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| But that was nothing to what you are now
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| And I’m not picking holes and I don’t want to now
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| But people are getting scared
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| We can see your bones, and we were unprepared
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| I will always be there for you
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| Whenever you need me, someone to talk to
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| I will always be there for you
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| Whenever you need me, someone to talk to
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| I will always be there for you
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| Whenever you need me, someone to talk to |