Come on, doll, cry on each others shoulders.
Cry until its all over;
Cry for us to find a reason why.
For why we are here and not six feet under.
Wipe our tears away, wipe your mascara off.
Look at the glimmer in your eyes. The twinkle when you smile.
Remember why you're here and smile for that.
Always do that, for me? What about for you?