I'm singing another sad song America
"Haters are gonna hate"
"My father drank himself away"
and "what's my happy ending"
Sometimes we never find the truth
But the words in our songs are true to us
Our somber words leak from our hearts
If it's true for you, you'll feel a change
And now I'm singing another sad song
History repeats itself, repeats itself
We live torn between what we want
What we think we want
What we need, what we think we need
How to love, who to love, what's love
What's true and what's real, what's not
What's true for you might not be true for me
But what's true is that I walk a blinded path
Where nothing's right and nothing's wrong
Everything is wonderful and everything is a sad song
The world can never be a peaceful place
Because we never learn the truth
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