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maybe you tried but i know better than to hear your side i'd feel better if maybe you cried too eyes teary and sore i'm ringing the bell and i know you hear it but i can't tell if you're laughing or crying you hide it so well you've done this before with splintered hands i keep knocking on your door you offer your help but i don't want it keep it to yourself i'd rather die than do that again i've made that mistake before you just stand there you see i'm bleeding all over but i don't care i'm used to this there's broken glass everywhere i'm cold and sore with splintered hands i keep knocking on your door From Letras Mania