FOR EVERY PAIN IN MY LIFE THERE IS A TEAR FOR EACH OF THE MEMORIES
THERE IS A TEAR FOR EVERY SINGLE PERSON IVE LOST
FOR EVERY SITUATION THAT HAS OCCURED
FOR EVERY PERSON THAT HAS EVER HURT ME
FOR EVERYTIME I FELT LIKE I COULDNT HOLD ON
FOR EVERYTHING I EVER DID TO MYSELF
EVERY TEARDROP IS A TIMELINE FOR MY LIFE
BUH FOR EVERY SINGLE TEARDROP I SHOULD HAVE DROPPED ALREADY
I HOLD STEADY AND LET THE STRENGTH SHINE THROUGH
MY FACE SHADOWS THE PAIN INSIDE OF ME
I SHOULDA LET EVERY ONE DROP FREELY
WHY CANT I?
I WOULD RATHER A STEADY STREAM RUN DOWN MY FACE SO I COULD GET IT ALL OUT AT ONCE
BUH TOO MUCH PRIDE WONT LET ME
MY TEARS ARE A MAP OF THE INNER WORKINGS THAT YOU DONT SEE BEHIND SMILING EYES
SHOULD I JUST CRY ALREADY?
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