Hurting

She was a young bridesmaid
obsessed with David Spade and
Her best friend, Kate, was on her ways to bein' made
She was marrying a man who
Had a lot of money, and
He promised he would buy her
A big white fluffy bunny, and
The young bridesmaid knew that there was somethin' wrong
Kate's fiance Paul was real big
And very strong
He got his way with force, and
Drove away in his Porsche, and
Left Kate at home
Her tears fallin' in the porcelain
Kate made a decision
Tried to puke away her stress
Thought that it would help
But only made a bigger mess
Now she saw the pills that were sittin' on the bathroom shelf
Made another decision
This one, she'd go and drug herself
Now the young bridesmaid was walking down the road
Pulled out her phone and dialed up Kate's home
When Kate didn't answer
She knew that it was bad
Kate never let the phone ring until the very end
She started running up the street
Kicked her heels right off her feet
And kept thinkin' about the disaster
That her eyes would soon meet
With no answer at the door
She kicked it to the floor
And headed right back to the magenta bathroom door
It was Kate's secret hiding place
Where she went to get some space
And now it was the very place where she had passed away

Cry
Sometimes it's the best thing to do
Cry
It'll help you through
Let your tears fall down
Onto the ground
A time'll come around
Where what you found will fly
Just cry

She was a young waitress
Obsessed with this fancy dress and
Her life was a mess
Had no reinforcements
Stole some money from the register
Said nobody would know
Went to the store
Bought the dress
And hurried right home
Showed her sister what she bought
And her sister really fought
Said the dress was better for her
But truly it was not
Her sister yelled and screamed
Ripped the dress right down the seams
She also said a lot of things that she really didn't mean
Threw a couple punches
And all she could do was scream
Told her sister
"Go back to your abusive boyfriend, Dean."
The young waitress really loved him
He was the man of her dreams
No matter how much he cheated
He always made her heart sing
He was her big teddy bear
Got her to think that he cared
But when she turned her back
He was in bed with a girl with blond hair
A dirty little scumbag
He stole things from her house
Took her finest jewelry
And went shopping for himself
Bought some Air Force One's
And drove off into the sun

Cry
Sometimes it's the best thing to do
Cry
It'll help you through
Let your tears fall down
Onto the ground
A time'll come around
Where what you found will fly
Just cry





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