when I'm standing on the stage I see a girl in front of me
I don't know what she wants but I know she cries for me
she's too young to start a fire but she can't hide her desire, oh no
so she turns away and cries covering her face with her hands
in her dreams I kiss her eyes and this moment never ends
but she knows that dream 's not real and I know what she will feel
cause she's missing me
teardrops in the dirt
oh she's missing me
we all know love can hurt
cause she's missing me
well I'm a poster on the wall
yes she's missing me
buy our records, we love you all
well a hundred million dollars that's exactly what we want
little girls are little victims and we're always on the hunt
when the horn blows
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