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she’s got her eyes closed tight
the tears won’t escape from her mascara-ed eyes.
you won’t see them when she gets mad
you don’t see how you hurt her so bad.
her knuckles are white as she clutches the wheel
it’s gonna be a long drive home.
it feels like she’s got her heart tied up in knots.
it feels like you’re pulling the pain square
you’re standing, whip in hand.
she’s crying, hiding under the stage.
this was once what she had dreamt of.
this was once just what she wanted.
it’s everything she wants to get away from.
you’re everyone she fukkin hates.
she doesn’t listen when you say i love you
her mommy taught her not to believe in lies.
she doesn’t listen when you say i love you
you can’t even look into her eyes