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The white dress she's wearing don't mean
That she's feeling so clean inside
Oh, how she wishes that she had died
For the thing that nobody will ever hear cry
And the sun keeps on rising each morning precisely at all
(Sun keeps on rising each morning precisely at all)
And the tears that are rolling
As her friends keep consoling
That it could have happened to anyone
Aren't buying excuses
For yesterday's uses
Of someone else's tomorrow
The white dress she's wearing don't mean
That she's feeling so clean inside
Oh, how she wishes that she had died
For the thing that nobody will ever hear cry
And the sun keeps on rising each morning precisely
The sun keeps on rising each morning precisely
The sun keeps on rising each morning precisely
The sun keeps on rising each morning precisely
The sun keeps on rising each morning precisely
The sun keeps on rising each morning precisely