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The Cry Baby - A Different Kind of Pain Lyrics



The Cry Baby - A Different Kind of Pain Lyrics
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Wanted your number so you wrote it on the back of
My empty cupboard with your name and your laptop
Now my whole room is filled with names that I've scratched off
And my memories are filled with people that I've cast off
Don't know why I can't relate to the masses
It's like my life moves at the speed of molasses
Don't know why I push away what I desire
Don't know why I tried to set myself on fire
So kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
Oh Darling won't you grab my frozen hands and let me pirouette you away
Don't think I don't love you
This might happen every other day
Don't want you to think I'm cruel
Don't want you to think of me a fool
I know I act strange
I've tried to change
I know your friends think I'm lame but that's ok
Kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
I've built the walls and make them fall then build them taller again
(Taller again)
I'm living inside a repeating cycle of them wanting to just be friends
But that's fine
Yeah that's alright
If I'm being realistic
I was far too scared to make you mine
Because what I crave the most
Is Being all alone
Cause I'm terrified of love
But I don't want to die without it
So kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
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Wanted your number so you wrote it on the back of
My empty cupboard with your name and your laptop
Now my whole room is filled with names that I've scratched off
And my memories are filled with people that I've cast off
Don't know why I can't relate to the masses
It's like my life moves at the speed of molasses
Don't know why I push away what I desire
Don't know why I tried to set myself on fire
So kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
Oh Darling won't you grab my frozen hands and let me pirouette you away
Don't think I don't love you
This might happen every other day
Don't want you to think I'm cruel
Don't want you to think of me a fool
I know I act strange
I've tried to change
I know your friends think I'm lame but that's ok
Kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
I've built the walls and make them fall then build them taller again
(Taller again)
I'm living inside a repeating cycle of them wanting to just be friends
But that's fine
Yeah that's alright
If I'm being realistic
I was far too scared to make you mine
Because what I crave the most
Is Being all alone
Cause I'm terrified of love
But I don't want to die without it
So kiss me
You won't miss me much
I'll start fighting
And I'll ride the lightning Hun
And what's that thing they say about how it'll go away
And though it doesn't leave your brain
It just grows into a Different Kind of Pain
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Writer: Josh Geoghegan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: The Cry Baby
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Josh Geoghegan

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