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Changes nothing to look me like that I feel like a dog at the slaughterhouse Is this what we call growing up ? Maybe that's why people wanna stay kids I tryed to tell you how I felt But you look so proud of telling me That he is so sweet There's a rumor running that this broken hearted guy Who wrote poems on your door is now dead is now dead Do you care about falling tears ? Of course you'll say yes But I have this ease in guessing That what you say is only for the form How many letters have I lost Papers come back to ashes Like my heart in your hands But do you care ? of course you'll say yes you always say yes Aus Songtexte Mania