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And his feet dragging on the floor
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Hides the bruises from the teachers
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he's Hoping that they go away
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Even though his mom and dad
They both got problems of their own
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Caught a catch at 22
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Cries himself to sleep and prays
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But everythingâs still the same
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But didnât you say
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You always said that I should speak up hmm
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But it seems like all the things
You said to me before meant nothing at all
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I keep telling you that Johnnyâs hitting me
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Thatâs why Iâm late for school
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(But you never listen)
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Instead you always seem to end up blaming me
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Everytime I say that Johnnyâs hitting me
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Hey mom and dad it hurts
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Every day keeps on repeating
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Like the record on replay
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Slowly getting off the bus
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Like a friend who will smile
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Put his arm around his neck
Whisper now give me all your change
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To afraid to make a scene
Or plea with him to letting go
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He just takes whateverâs something
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Feels the pain with every blow
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Tries in vain to make himself be heard
As soon as he gets home
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And to never be afraid to.e
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And tell you if I needed to talk
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(If I needed to talk, yeh)
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Well I donât know the meaning of love hmm......
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âCos it seems like all the things you said to me
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Hey mom and dad it hurts.
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