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She does her make up every night to sit at home and cry

Her friends will try and try but fail to get her out at night

She's been through hell and now protects herself with all her might

But no one wants to die alone and know they didn't try, so

She doesn't wanna be alone But she's still healing open wounds

She's not the person that you knew But she still has a heart of gold

It's Friday night, tonight's the night, the lights are bright

Her friends arrive, they all look nice but she's the prize

She took her time but still gets caught up in her mind

Knows love is hard to find but the grind is worth the Prize