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Pretty girl cry to me
Red on your lips
didn't think you'd have much to say
'til i seen it crying
on the way
down your face
The mascara rushed
over the blush
every time
your eye lashes touched
You couldn't catch
every one to fall
It kind of made it look like you loved me,
after all
You found me
Where you heard I would be...
Pretty girl cry to me
Take my shoulder
let it fall on my shirt
Pretty girl cry to me...
show me why you hurt
The mascara rushed
over the blush
every time
your eye lashes touched
Red on your lips
didn't think you'd have much to say
'til I seen it crying
on the way down your face
She cried about things that didn't have to do with me
I can't see out of her eyes,
so I don't know what she can see
So show me what you can; show me now
Pretty girl,
I want you to know I want to know how
Take my hand
After I calm you down
Pretty girl...
Get those tears off your frown
Red on your lips
didn't think you'd have much to say
'til I seen it crying
on the way down your face
Your mascara rushed
over the blush
every time
your eye lashes touched
