Is that really what you think of my tears?
You don’t see weakness you see beauty?
C’mon am I supposed to believe you?
Are you supposed to believe me?
Why not start it in the middle,
Cause here you can help things.
The end’s gonna be a surprise.
I’ve been singing to myself,
And I dedcided I can’t help things,
So I’m gonna sit here and cry.
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