You stare at me without saying a word
But your silence speaks volumes and I know how you do
If I could bottle that up and carry it with me
I would have a never-ending supply of fears
But I know you're not selling and I'm definitley not buying
We've tried to make this exchange before
I will not be here the next time you need someone
Good luck trading your tears on your own
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