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if it hurts,
kiss it better
you wear skirts,
i write nice letters
never said nothing with flowers
though we always talked for hours
and it seems to get much colder
when you cry on your own shoulder
and we know the show
must go on
guess i know
i guess I'll go on

some inexpensive airplane
where I'm, trapped and I am enclosed
but i won't complain
open all the windows
to take me far away,
where I'm not trapped and enclosed
but i won't complain
I'll open all the windows


cause when it's colder
I feel much better
when I cry on my own shoulder
I'll just throw on a sweater and go

and I'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and when I'm home, I think I'll go eat cereal and stare out the window

Cause you confused me more than anyone,
an adjustment has begun.

to let me feel the desperate need
to leave what we undid undone

And maybe you could sympathize
with the bags that are, under my eyes
and we'll see the signs are saying that we have used up all our tries...
try to be a better person
to be a better friend
to be a better son

he tries to be a better someone
that understands the difference
and that he can't show all the people
all the things
that really mean as much as he could feel,
feels like i don't remember,
ever being this tired before,
before now my eyes were closed
to all of the beauty in this world...

and I'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood
and my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude
and I'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes
and I'll go, oh yes, I'll go and hope the new me shows... so everybody knows