Looking out my window pane,
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Sitting by the door alone
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She's left me once again,
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Cheap wigs and long black hose.
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It's an every night affair,
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With someone new she says
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I've lost my taste for toys
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I bring joys to little boys.
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She puts on her brand new face
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Her baby blues and long white lace
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She turns to hug and hold me tight
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Whatever soothes me in my fright.
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She's gonna soon be leaving town,
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With some other man she's found
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She tells me I'm a big boy now,
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And just be a little, little proud.
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Mother can't you see what I need??
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Mother can't you hear when I plead??
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Broken hearts and broken dreams,
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Are what I've made my life it seems
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Little children soon grow old
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So that's what I'm taught and told
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I can't explain the pains I hide
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No matter how I try and try
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Everything I do seems wrong,
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Ever since the day I was born.
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Mother can't you see what I need??
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Mother can't you hear when I plead??
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Solo
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Wipe the tears away from my face,
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As I turned and walked from that place
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Leave my past behind without a trace
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Looking back I'm older now
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Seems I might have cried too loud
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It took too long to see
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I was the one to set me free
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Some people say I'm looking good
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And for my age I really should
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I'm just an old man on the brink
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And maybe that's the way that they think.
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Broken Dreams
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Angel (Metal) |