Set me
Free
Won't you
Please
     
Tired of the
Lies
Tired of the
Excuses
       
Been dangling on your
String
For so
Long
    
Your
Puppet
Your
Joke
      
What can be so
Hard
About telling me
No
    
Know I am
Sensitive
But not that
Bad
    
How can I
Move on
Do my
Mourning
    
Till you cut the
Strings
Let me
Go
    
Being a friend
Sometimes means
Having to say
Mean things
    
Caring enough to
Set the
Tables
Straight
     
Lay all the
Cards
Out on the
Table
    
Not so
Hard
To
Do
   
Just takes some
Love
Caring enough to be
Honest
      
Learning to be a
Friend
Even through the
Hard parts

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