| She never had an education
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| She uses life as her vocation
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| Standing on ledges
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| Clinging to the edges
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| The world’s a hard place to land on
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| She has this one-way conversation
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| Trying to avoid a confrontation
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| Memories of the kind
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| That she’d rather leave behind
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| The world’s a hard place to land on
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| Life can be lonely
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| Life can be very sad
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| Life can be something
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| You wish you never had
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| Life can be lonely
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| Life can be very sad
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| Life can be something
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| You wish you never had
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| (Weeping) Oh, oh, oh
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| She never had any affection
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| So she relates well to rejection
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| No stories wait discovery
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| Tears at best recovery
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| Never had a chance from the beginning
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| She just sleeps all day
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| In her squally little slum
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| And takes little white pills
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| To make her body feel all numb
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| And it’s dark and dirty
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| And there’s nothing left to eat
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| And in her heart
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| There’s a feeling of defeat
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| Spends her bugs in fornication
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| And a bottle of cheap scent
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| Should she stick around
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| If this is all that life meant?
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| Life can be lonely
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| Life can be very sad
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| Life can be something
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| You wish you never had
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| Life can be lonely
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| Life can be very sad
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| Life can be something
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| You wish you never had
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| Whoaa, whoaa, whoaa, whoaa
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| Open the door Wally!
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| Open the door! |
| Open the door Wally!
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| Open the door! |
| Open the door!
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| Whoaa, whoaa, whoaa, ahh, ahh |