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She's inviting heartache, to come home cause she's starving for hope |
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That maybe "baby" won't be pushed around. |
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She wears makeup to cover up the signs that she's naked behind her lies, |
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But truth be told when daddy's home tonight.... |
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Get up, last call for another round |
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Stand up, you're due for a night on the town |
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Go home, his shots aren't the way to go down |
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Deep eyes, but even deeper wounds, her face is too transparent, she |
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Can't hide it, she can't hide it anymore, so scream now or forever live |
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In hell, her silence isn't virtue, so open wide or try to hide cause |
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Here he comes... |
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It's not her fault |
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Typical words, typical slurs, everynight is the same, it can't get |
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Worse She can't hide it, she can't fight it, she can sit through his shit |
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Without crying |
