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JESSICA RIDDLE
KEY OF A MINOR |
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Your Girl
Don't tell her lies, 'cause she'll believe.
Boy, she's still got baby teeth,
And she hears the things you say,
When you think that she's asleep.
She grew up overnight, cause that's your way
And that's not right to do to your girl.
She's alone now,
She don't know how
But she'll find her way home,
She's home, home now.
You don't know how,
And you see how
Much pain you made her feel,
It's real, real now.
Don't try to hide, cause she will see,
Boy she's all you'll never be,
And she dreams of all the worlds,
That you told her she can't reach.
She stood up to you one day, cause that's her right,
And that's the way you taught your girl.
She's alone now,
She don't know how
But she'll find her way home,
She's home, home now.
You don't know how,
And you see how
Much pain you made her feel,
It's real, real now.
It's real now.
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