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Buddy Julie Miller Meet Julie Miller

I sure was in trouble, thinking I was so smart, Dragging a ball and chain around, and it collared my heart, Just a wild child running blind, who got

Little child in the dark Homeless one in the park Not attracted to pleasant places He was drawn to broken hearts and lonely faces [Chorus:] What would

Thorns on his head spear in his side Yet it was a heartache that made him cry He gave his life so you would understand Is there any way you could say

Well, I wanted you to love me but I never thought you did, so I wanted you to hate me or something instead, Wanted your reaction so bad it hurt, and

1, 2, 3, 4. You want me to say things I don't want to say, You want me to play games I don't want to play, You want me to do things I don't want to

Little ones to him belong, Little ones, where have you gone? Was it a war that stilled your voice? No, it was your mother's choice. Where was the doctor

I want to tell you all about my new psychiatrist, I had a lot of others, now I really got the best, He's always got the answer, he doesn't have to guess