Please don't tell me that now it's over
Please don't tell me that you don't care
Tossed aside like a three-leaf clover
Please don't tell me that it's not fair
Somewhere somehow there's someone feeling
The way I feel when you left me here
Though I don't know who's hurt I'm stealing
It's theft that comforts and brings them near
Let's get the party started (It don't matter where you are)
Crowds of lonely hearts sulk and gather
Without their knowing of what they share
Each encases a heart that's shattered
Each a bruise from the one they care
Now you're sending your one and only
To someplace bitter that's full of shame
A uniform for the rank of lonely
An army of those who feel the same

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