we gotta fight, yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out
we gotta fight for this love, we gotta fight
let's have a toast a celebration get a glass out
and we can do this until we pass out

 what was i doing? why did i have to break down?
i need to get a grip of myself.
you're strong on your own mel. you are.

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I can hold my tears 'till someone asks me what's wrong, then I burst out crying.

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i really wished you cared. everyone say you do, but why don't i feel that way?
i'd always hope you could just give me a call or drop me a message asking me how am i, but you never do.

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