Abi, you are a screwed up little girl
and you know it dont you
you push anyone away who wants to be there
you think you're all independant living without a care
but realy your not
dont need anybody
do you
but when you cry
you've got your own shoulder
you try to stand up straighter and be a little bolder
but i'm screwed up so bad
i don't know a way out
i run away from people
because i don't think they care
when they do
i say i don't need anybody
because the one i did need was you.
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