First you write me a note
You tell me you want to die
You call yourself fat
Then you start to cry
I really wish I could help
But I wouldn’t know what to say
I’m sorry I didn’t call you
I had lots on my mind yesterday
No, I didn’t tell that girl
That you were mad at her
I just told her to quit playing
So that wouldn’t occur
You told me your three brothers smoke
What are you going to do
Don’t worry about what people think of ‘him’
Just know I’m always here for you

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