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I put my worm on the hook,
I draw back and then spring out...
It only happens when I'm down,
Only when I wear this frown...
I cried,
You laughed...
A funeral procession, a gloomy, wretched day,
Heads hung in mourning, as all to rest, we lay...
I heard her cry,
I ran to her...
I cried,
You laughed...
You mended me that day
That snowy Friday night...
It only happens when I'm down,
Only when I wear this frown...