WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER YOU WALK
BEFORE YOU CRAWL THAN YOU GOT OLDER
AND NOW YOU STARK
WHERE YOU SHOULD OF SAW
ACCUSE INSTEAD OF ASKING
YOU FOLLOW WHERE YOU SHOULD OF STAY
YELL INSTEAD OF HEARING
YOU BLAME INSTEAD OF UNDERSTANDING.
NOW SHE LAUGH WHEN YOU WANT HER TO CRY
SHE CALLS IT A NIGHT WHEN YOU SCREAM GOODBYE
SHE LAUGH BECAUSE SHE KNOWS IT'S A LIE.
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