Brooklyn Dodgers

Sorry I walked away when you told me what you were scared of the night that you turned 12

Trying not to cry in front of your older brother

He knows where I live, he's not interested

I can't have nice things,

Like a boy who stays who stays around

When I needed him the most on your walk

Hold your head up high and when you watch me fall

Please look back for the last time

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