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You’re lying in the road.

Because in him you put your hope.

When he got mad he stabbed your throat.

All because he wanted some,

and you gave him none.

You want to know,

Who would love you?

Who would care for you?

Who would be there for you?

I would.  I would.  I would.  

Why you got it in your head

love is what you had?

Why couldn’t you see his bad?

You’ll never know, but

I know.  I know.  I know.  

I’ll be there,

I’ll care

I’ll listen

I’ll never hasten.

Gave me a try,

I wont be another guy.