| You want things your way
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| And I want these mine
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| And now we don’t know
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| Just where you draw the line
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| How can love survive
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| If we keep cheers and sights
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| And who picks up the pieces
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| Every time two fools collide
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| You lay the blame on me And I put the balme on you
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| But why do we keep finding faults
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| In everything you do And how long can we keep right in wrongs
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| So cut and cry
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| And who picks up the pieces
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| Every time two fools collide
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| We can save our love
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| We still have the time
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| Oh, I know there must be a way
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| But we still haven’t tried
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| To keep our hearts from breaking
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| Every time two fools collide |