Crying
burning at the back of my throat
can't you tell i'm hurt
swallowing back tears
wishing i had a beer
this is pitiful
i thought you said i was beautiful
what did i say
to make you go away
i'm sorry
but you don't have to worry
even though my eyes are red
and swollen
your still goin
I'm cryin'
and your walking out the door
we were young
we are young
one left mad
one stayed and cried
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