One drove like she could never die...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One offered herself on the first date...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One could never disagree with me...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One passed out from skipping meals...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One asked if I would marry for a pregnancy...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One seemed to have lost her mind...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One drank herself to the ground...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One cared nothing for right and wrong...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One worried only about being caught...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One couldn't stop laying with others...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One came to me before ending it with him...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One moved 500 miles nearer before asking...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One barely touched her meals...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One bled herself for my reaction...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One threw up all her meals...
                              I saw the sign.
                              One hid things just because she could...
                               I saw the sign.
                              The sign said RUN!
                              I didn't.
                              I was the broken one.
                              Felt I didn't deserve better.
                              'Cause, well, I'm a man, and... 
                              Someone taught me men are bad.
                              I found duplicates of her.
                              ...Wonder why my soul felt dead...
                                      
                                          
                                  
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