i try to open up
but you slam me shut
and throw me away like an old
cigar butt
you gave me false hope
i dint know how ill cope
do you know how many times i was told i was inadequate
and that i couldn't be in the show
6 times these words were spoken
and six times my heart was tore open
now again that makes 7
did you know yesterday 7 was my favorite number
just know even though you put me through the kind of pain i might not ever be able to let it go
i might put on a floor show
and cry in the rain so my tears wont show
and i have a hole now in my heart that wont stay sewn
but i forgive you because I cant stay mad no i cant stay mad
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