| Just another face in a crowd
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| Color high, thinking out loud
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| Just another day, just another girl
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| Looking for a smile in angry world
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| And I can’t go home looking like this
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| Feeling this way with nothing to offer and nothing to say
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| And it’s kinda cold outside
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| Just turn me away and say that you’re not hiring today
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| 'Cause I’m down to my last $ 20
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| And I’m down to my last nerve
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| And I’m hoping to find the respect I deserve
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| But you’re telling me you don’t need me
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| That’s cool, I’ll keep walking past
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| But my offer’s still good while supplies last
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| My self doubt enslaves me and your kind words could save me
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| But you just won’t open your mouth
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| 'Cause I’m no hero, I’m no saint
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| I’m not lookin' for love, I’m just tryin' to make rent
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| And I miss my family and I miss the way I used to be
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| The better half of me that you simply refused to see
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| And it’s kinda cold outside
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| You turn me away and say that you’re not hiring today
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| 'Cause I’m down to my last $ 20
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| And I’m down to my last nerve
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| And I’m hoping to find the respect I deserve
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| But you’re telling me you don’t need me
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| So I guess I’ll keep walking past
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| But my offer’s still good while supplies last
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| 'Cause I’m down to my last $ 20
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| And I’m down to my last nerve
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| And I’m hoping to find the respect I deserve
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| But you’re telling me you don’t need me
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| And that’s cool, I’ll keep walking past
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| But my offer’s still good while supplies last
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| My offer’s still good while supplies last
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| The offer’s still good while supplies last
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| My offer’s still good while supplies last
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| My offer’s still good while supplies last |