You're all on your own and you lost all your friends. You told yourself that it's not you, it's them. You're one of a kind and no one understand. And those cry baby tears keep coming back again. 

I look at you and I see myself, I have the same faucet in my eyes, so your tears are mine.

They call me cry baby, cry baby. But I don't fucking care.
Cry baby, cry baby. I laugh throught my tears.

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