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With your mothers cameo brooch, sat at the foot of her bed, taking notes You wacthed her since you were small, you are the new belle of the ball With your fathers bruise on your arm, telling me its no cause for alarm Stop pushing people away, you can't live your life this way I will always be there, for you Whenever you need me, someone, to talk to With your sisters love for her dad, you tell her that its the piano tacher that has been bad You said you hadnt learnt your scales, she said you were going off the rails But that was nothing to what you are now, and I'm not picking holes, and I dont want a row But people are getting scared, we can see your bones and we were unprepared I will always be there, for you Whenever you need me, someone, to talk to I will always be there, for you Whenever you need me, someone, to talk to I will always be there, for you Whenever you need me, someone, to talk to (Thanks to Lynsey for these lyrics) From Letras Mania