Every time you look at me
Who is it you expect to see
Who is it you think I am ?
Or do you really even give a damn
Do you know me or care at all ?
Will you be there if I fall
Or tear my heart out and
Hang it on your bedroom wall
Can you feel me when I cry
Will you miss me when I die?
Or has everything been an awful lie
So when they cover my grave with dirt
Will your soul feel loss or hurt or like
So many times before will you
Just walk through the other's door
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