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Words I'll never say...
When I start to feel cared about,
I end up getting hurt...
When I start to trust,
You make me break...
Two whole years of this shit,
Wouldn't someone else have given up?
Maybe if they didn't care as much as I do,
But I'm just another girl you talk to...
Can you see it?
Look deep enough and you can...
Can you see the tears I've cried?
What about the torment?
Maybe if you'd pay attention...
Not everyone is like her...
Some people do care...
I know someone who does...
I know how much you miss her,
And I know how much you care...
But you have to look much further,
And move your sights away...
Always do I find myself thinking of you,
Listening to Caraphernelia wondering,
What the hell can I do to fix everything?
Everything that she caused...
You know I care, don't you?
I want you to know...
Please let me help fix it...
All I can do is try...
A little glue here,
A little sew there.
Mayday Parade in the background,
Attempting to ease the pain.
All the pieces are there I think...
Except for maybe one.
The one that blew away in the breeze,
Trying to find someone...
Maybe that someone is near you,
Closer than you think...
Maybe all you have to do,
Is clear your mind and think...
Think about that one person who cares.
The one who's there when you cry,
Trying to make it better,
While tears cascade down her cheek...
She tries her hardest to keep you happy,
Always putting you first...
She wishes you were hers,
But you wish you had someone else...
Her pain is there,
Waiting to be seen,
By you the one she cares most about,
Why don't you look for it?
I end up getting hurt...
When I start to trust,
You make me break...
Two whole years of this shit,
Wouldn't someone else have given up?
Maybe if they didn't care as much as I do,
But I'm just another girl you talk to...
Can you see it?
Look deep enough and you can...
Can you see the tears I've cried?
What about the torment?
Maybe if you'd pay attention...
Not everyone is like her...
Some people do care...
I know someone who does...
I know how much you miss her,
And I know how much you care...
But you have to look much further,
And move your sights away...
Always do I find myself thinking of you,
Listening to Caraphernelia wondering,
What the hell can I do to fix everything?
Everything that she caused...
You know I care, don't you?
I want you to know...
Please let me help fix it...
All I can do is try...
A little glue here,
A little sew there.
Mayday Parade in the background,
Attempting to ease the pain.
All the pieces are there I think...
Except for maybe one.
The one that blew away in the breeze,
Trying to find someone...
Maybe that someone is near you,
Closer than you think...
Maybe all you have to do,
Is clear your mind and think...
Think about that one person who cares.
The one who's there when you cry,
Trying to make it better,
While tears cascade down her cheek...
She tries her hardest to keep you happy,
Always putting you first...
She wishes you were hers,
But you wish you had someone else...
Her pain is there,
Waiting to be seen,
By you the one she cares most about,
Why don't you look for it?
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