Your Turn To Cry
Your beauty will fade
Then what are you left with
Some sad stories,
and the dress you slept in
You say no one loves you,
but you've never given me the chance
Sleep with whomever gives you a passing glance
Being lonesome isn't an excuse
Used us all anyway,
so whats the use
You said you tried but failed
Your boat is sinking,
and you tossed your pail
Why didn't I learn?
For years I've been burned
So let the tears come,
now it's your turn
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Well done.
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