Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading,
so sick and tired of all the needless beating.
But baby when they knock you,
down and out,
it's where you oughta stay.

And after all the blood that you still owe,
another dollar's just another blow.
So fix your eyes and get up,
better get up while you can.

When you go,
would you even turn to say;
"I don't love you,
like I did yesterday"

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