Stop your sobbing, I know you’re bleeding on the inside
I don’t want to hurt you
And I won’t desert you

I believe in you
I’m bleeding on the inside too
Ain’t misbehaving,
saving my love for you

Still I pine, name and town, name and town
If you wish to opine
Bleeding on the inside
But the wounds are divine

Divine but not holy
Heaven above the irony
Stigmata is more painful than suicide
When you bleed most on the inside

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