That single lonely tear
That I found there on her face
Took away all joy
Leaving sadness in its place
I dare not beg her to stop
No I dare not wipe it away
Cuz I’d be asking her to hide
And keep her feelings at bay
And feelings and emotions
Tell us we’re still here
That we still have some breath left
Plus, all that we hold dear
And all that we hold dear
Keeps us going, day to day
But what’s the point of talking
When no one cares what you have to say
And when no one cares then
What’s the point of wasting precious breath?
The only way they’ll notice you:
A quick and sudden death
But a quick and sudden death
Would bring that tear back to her eye
Maybe someone does care
And would care if I die
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