| she was gone before a start
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| always mending broken hearts
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| making others miserable, not
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| knowing who she’s hurting
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| father said: this day would be,
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| one for everyone to see
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| is this true you’ll follow suits and have
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| you learned a thing?
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| It’s just a selfish way to go it’s safe to say she’ll never know
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| for every person there’s a whole
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| life story
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| waiting to be told
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| when she is happy it’s ok but when these people start to fade
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| then we’ll just watch her self-destruct as she gets old
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| she put up defensive shields
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| to walk through all of life’s minefieds
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| all defined by make-up and a car behind she’s hiding
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| father do you have to go,
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| left me questions, i don’t know
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| any answers or ever close the life time
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| lie was true
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| she’s gonna move on with her life
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| and take it one heart at a time
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| and watch the little girl inside her
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| wait behind as she goes on but with this black heart she decides
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| who she’ll take in and shove aside
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| until the day she sees that everyone has gone
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| getting used to people leaving
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| thinking true love is deceiving
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| soon she’ll know how lonely it can be.
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| now was it really worth the pain?
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| a couple pills make her feel sane
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| while she lives out the story
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| written for the part she is to play
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| with so much shame for her to hide
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| there’s no more dignity, no pride
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| then there will only be dark in her light of day
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| and she will only see a reflection
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| of her father’s rejection
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| nothing will change until she breaks
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| this life,
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| this life size mirror------ |