It's the painful pages of your diary
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It's the crying eyes you don't want them to see
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It's the scab that peels and just won't heal
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It's the true you and it's just too real
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Hey, it hurts you
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Hey, it hurts you
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Once you leave there's no re-entry
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You know that once you leave it's more then an ending
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They'll put the pages back in your bruised book
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They'll put the pages back with rusty hooks
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You know that once you leave there's no re-entry
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There's different stages of your misery
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It's wishing yourself out of history
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The mystery of you is hard to conceal
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It's the true you and it's just too real
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Hey, it hurts you
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Hey, it hurts you
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Once you leave there's no re-entry
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You know that once you leave it's more then an ending
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They'll put the pages back in your bruised book
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They'll put the pages back with rusty hooks
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You know that once you leave there's no re-entry
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Once you leave there's no re-entry
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You know that once you leave it's more then an ending
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They'll put the pages back in your bruised book
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They'll put the pages back with rusty hooks
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You know that once you leave there's no re-entry
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No Re-Entry
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