| oh, did you see that girl on right
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| when she done cry
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| did you have to look away
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| when you saw her make that face
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| and she clench those little hands
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| that she use to punch the wall
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| when the sun broke through the trees
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| through the carnage of the fall
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| why do you care, why do you care
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| when he’s not there
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| oh!
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| oh!
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| Oh did you see that boy on the other side
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| when he done lie
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| did you have to run away
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| when you saw him kiss her face
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| and he held her in his mind
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| A mind he promised all for you
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| when the sun broke through the trees
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| though in goldness of the two
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| why do you care, why do you care
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| when he’s not there
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| Molly I work the broken bones beneath your skirt
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| and all the echoes in your home
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| you can forget that you’re alone
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| oh, molly making faith
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| don’t let that devil get away
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| Oh can’t you see this city’s scared
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| when all the people hiding stare
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| pick them up and travel fast
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| then don’t forget these boys don’t last
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| break their hearts to break your fall
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| have you fun to have them all
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| remember love and how it left
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| and show the world you can’t forget
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| why do you care, why do you care
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| when he’s not there
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| molly, I work the broken bones beneath your skirt
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| and all the echoes in your home
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| you can forget that you’re alone
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| oh, heaven looks away from those who pollinate their space in hell
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| just, for one day
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| the world
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| turns to you
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| but don’t
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| look away
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| tomorrow flowers bloom |