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Crack in the mirror - text

Got drunk on Friday night, woke up Sunday morning
His bag's by the front door, there's no final warning
She thrown in all his clothes and all reasoning's out
It's the silence that killed him, he wished to God she'd shout

When you're a man, it's hard to see why
When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry

There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor
There's an empty bottle of vodka that says you're not needed any more
There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head
There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead

With tears in his eyes, he was too proud to show,
he said 'shall I call you', her shrug told him no
Why can't she forget, why won't she forgive
It's not what he planned, it's just what he did

When you're a man, it's hard to see why
When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry

There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor
There's an empty bottle of vodka that says you're not needed any more
There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head
There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead

When you're a man, it's hard to see why
When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry

There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor
There's an empty bottle of vodka that says you're not needed any more
There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head
There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead

There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor
There's an empty bottle of vodka that says you're not needed any more
There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head
There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead

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