Cath, she stands
With a well intentioned man
But she can't relax
With his hand on the small of her back
And as the flash bulbs burst
She holds a smile
Like someone would hold
A crying child
And soon everybody will ask
What became of you
'Cause your heart was dying fast
And you didn't know what to do
Cath, it seems
That you live in someone else's
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