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I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star | To pray on, or wish on or something like that | I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star To pray on, or wish on or something like that I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy Whose reality, I knew, was a hopeless to be had But then the dove of hope began its downward slope And I believed for a moment that my chances were Approaching to be grabbed, but as it came down near, so did a weary tear I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh, it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love And I went crazy, again today, looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby, said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine A fail to kiss is a fail to cope I said, honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified Come on, put a little love here in my void He said it's all in your head And I said so's everything, but he didn't get it I thought he was a man, but he was just a little boy Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh, it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works when it costs Too much to love, hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh, it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works me when it costs Too much to love, hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh, it kills Because I know that I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving It works when it costs too much to love, mmm
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