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I dont understand
the torment you go through
when all you need is right here
i bet you cry sometimes
wondering when it will be your turn
when will you be treated right
but you are too blind to see
sometimes i get the feeling
you would rather be hurting
than open up to a heart thats beating
even if it is of someone you never imagined
so if thats what you want
fine, be that way
but dont come crying to me
when you figure out what to say
i will let you lay there
with your hert on your sleeve
maybe then you will realize
what i was hoping you would see.