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The Whisperers lyrics
A lonely silhouette smoking a cigarette
Hoping for the phone to ring
And though she's sick of the sound of people's mouths
Winding her up and putting her down
Don't get sad
When people that you trusted stab you in the back
So you thought they were your friends?
Now you know, now you know
There's one thing in life that holds
And now she wants to cry
Staying in on Friday night
Lying in her birthday suit
And listening to the bickering
From the room above
And wondering if it's fear
Of loneliness or love
That keeps people like that
Together forever
Don't get sad
When people that you trust stab you in the back
So you thought they were your friends?
Now you know, now you know
There's one thing in life that holds
You're on your own, you've gotta grow
You've gotta grow on your own, on your own
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