You can tell any story
all about a broken home
You can tell any story
so long as it's not our own
You can share any heartache
let the tears flow like rain
You can share any heartache
so long as you don't say my name
You can paint any picture
colors spread so painfully
You can paint any picture
so long as they can't see me
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I Cried
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