Do you think its funny, to send me messages in the morning
pretending like you know you haven't cried?
Do you think its funny, to send me notes in the evening?
when we both know you have cried?
I know you cry, I know you cry
Lady i know you cry
I know you weep, I know you moan
Ain't it hard now, that you're alone?
and ain't it just the way i told you it would be?
those misty days so long ago
i guess you never had a friend, who was quite like me
someone who had some real love, to show
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