| There’s a lot of things to do over
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| Follow through, and always no end
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| It’s like we’re playing out the rise and fall of Rome again:
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| A savior comes, you nail him to a tree
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| The pain that sets you free will turn to love in time
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| But will you always break your heart and mine?
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| Yeah, you’ll always break your heart and mine
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| I will break your heart
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| And you will break my heart
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| And we’ll all be broken hearts
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| Perhaps we’re in the middle of the world’s ending
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| Kinda seems it could be tonight
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| But can’t we pass around the one love light?
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| Alright! |
| I’m sick and tired of Kumbaya
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| The demons we redeem
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| Will ever so serenely turn to love in time
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| So you can always break your heart and mine
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| And I can always break your heart and mine
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| I will break your heart and mine
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| And you will break my heart and yours
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| And we’ll all be broken hearts
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| Yeah, there’s a lot of things to do over
|
| Follow through, and always no end
|
| It’s like we’re playing out the rise and fall of Rome again:
|
| A savior comes, you nail her to a tree
|
| The pain that sets you free will turn to love in time
|
| So you can always break your heart and mine
|
| And I can always break your heart and mine
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| I will break your heart and mine
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| And you will break my heart and yours
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| And we’ll all be broken hearts |