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When there’s thunder in your throat, I hope I’m on your mind I hate the comments people make The things they seem to say They’ll say it behind my back I’d rather it to my face Until it makes me cry I didn’t know it’d hurt so bad Life looks so much better when you're six feet underground Wait a moment while I fade away, you're watching from the doorway to my room. How can you ignore the fact shes crying, when we all know its over you She cries each night, you don’t think I can hear you You’re right next to me in your room You put on to much make up the next morning And smile like its okay you didn't give me what I asked for, you gave me so much more
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