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Did someone give you something to help you ease the pain?
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Like the liquor in the bottle, we watched you slip away.
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And I feel as if I know you through the bars of a song.
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Always surrounded but alone.


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 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
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 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
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 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
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 Was it so hard to breathe?


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Was the picture in the paper not the face you recognise?
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Did the make up never make up for the pain behind your eyes?
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Cos I feel as if I know when you're on my silver screen
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But I don't know the dark places that you've been.


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 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
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 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
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 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
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 Was it so hard to breathe?


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 Does another voice sing in Heaven's choir tonight,
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    To fill the silence left behind?
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  And I don't know what goes on in your mind
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    I'm sure it's enough to make me cry.
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Someday we'll find you lived fore - ver.


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 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
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 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
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 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
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 Was it so hard to breathe?