My head is full of words they're saying
Telling me their new boyfriends name
Fear comes up when I think of the day
that'll certainly arrive
Imagining what you'll say
And praying it might keep me alive
That little kid asked me why life was unfair
Why she was lost, and nobody cared
I said it was God
Who faced the truth
He might come back
When he misses you.
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