My baby's got a heart of stone
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can't you people just leave her alone
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she never did nothing to hurt you
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so just leave her alone
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The motion of her tiny hands
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and the quiver of her bones below
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are the signs of a girl alone
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and tell you everything
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you need to know
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I can't explain it
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I feel it often
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everytime I see her face
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but the way you treat her
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fills me with rage and I
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want to tear apart the place
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You try to tell her what to do
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and all she does is stare at you
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her stare is louder than your voice
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because truth doesn't make a noise
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Truth Doesn't Make A Noise
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| The White Stripes |
