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Waiting by the door |
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She ain't taking it no more |
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Could it all be left alone |
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For her to make it on her own |
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Is the loneliness the only mess |
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She managed to complete |
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Ain't it better just to let her |
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Give him hell than to retreat |
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She's gonna run away |
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Even though you won't allow it |
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What you're gonna do about it |
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With her back stabbed, bag is packed |
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Go on and doubt it |
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what you're gonna do about it |
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The ignorance she's facing |
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So cruel it is amazing |
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She made it all this way |
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No wonder she's astray |
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A smile, it's been a while |
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Forever it may seem |
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Ain't it better just to let her |
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Run away then to redeem |
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She's gonna run away |
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Even though you won't allow it |
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What you're gonna do about it |
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with her back stabbed, bag is packed |
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Go on and doubt it |
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what you're gonna do about it |
