"This is a letter to myself
Painted picture, cry for help
It feels like I am now alone
I can't call you on the phone..."Nobody Listens
"Does anyone here agree with me
Everyone here lives in make believe
Everyone here is a Jesus freak
It's not a safe place to be..."Do You Know How to Rock
"You came home with blood-red wine spilled on your dress
Smelled like cigarettes your hair was a mess
You'd been out with the girls--got too drunk to drive
Didn't even call to let me know you were alive..."|
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