There's a thing we call heartbreak but I don't think my heart's ever let me down.
But I still cry because I can't always have it my way and sometimes crying can help you out.
Sing it aloud, Sing it aloud.
SCREAM, shred your lungs I need to hear you louder now and sing as if you'll never sing again and when the morning comes and your throat is sore you'll face the day like you did before with a smile on in the end.
And I don't know if you can hear me but I can hear the sound of my own echo coming back alone and
I don't know why that should scare me to be so lonely but I can't stop crying out
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I want to hear you sing this song back to me Across thousands of miles from home where I should be And I miss you so badly, but I won't waste a simile 'cause you already know what you mean to me.