May
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Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day Like the firing squad or the mess you made Well, do I look pretty walking down the street In the best damn dress I own If you were here I'd never have a fear So go on live your life But I miss you more than I did yesterday You're so far away So c'mon, show me how Cause I mean this more than words can ever say We are made from the sharpest things you say We are young and we don't care Your dreams and your hopeless hair We never wanted it to be this way For all our lives Do you care at all?
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