Tears

​Tears fall hot and wet

How foolish to think I wouldn’t fret

It’s always the same time after time

It’s as old as the most boring rhyme

Falling for words that drip like honey

Breaking me down it ain’t funny

Giving in, not even thinking

Dying of thirst you’re all I’m drinking

Knowing all along how this will end

Crying like a baby while you grinned

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