Poor little girl born to an modern world - lonely
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Teenage angst ridden tried to make
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Herself heard - lonely
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From a one horse town to a burg twice the size
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From being safe and sound to getting
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Cramped in lie
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It felt real easy so she started to snitch
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But the bitchin' came around threw her
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Right down the ditch
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Never imagined it could turn out so wrong - lonely
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Nobody listens 'cuz the story's too long - lonely
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She tried to get by to her own little tune
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Can't shoot prozac with a neddle and a spoon
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Fell flat on her face crawled on her hands
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And her knees
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Tried to make friends with her enemies
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She think's she's got it
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She's got it way outta line
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Now she's got the attention
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If only she weren't so lonely
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Lonely
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