Who are we to say we can't change when we've never tried?
Who are we to want to die before our time?
Who are we to think we can just cross the line?
Who are we to say that big girls never cry?
And maybe we define people wrong all the time;
I admire men who cry when someone dies.
And I'm not the only one to tell a lie,
But I can't justify wasting your time.
Still, who are you to say that I can never change if I only try?
And next time you want to fight I want to be on your side.
Maybe together we'll get it right next time.
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