| Jules, he was fucked up
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| And Jessie, she was peerless
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| So of course they fell in love
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| Jessie let Jules know what was wrong with him
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| And Jules stopped using, and binging, and pissing his whole life away
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| And Jules told Jessie he'd die for her, which looking back, was the right thing to say
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| I cut you a piece of me, I cut you a piece of me
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| And where I go you will go too
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| Yes, I am now a part of you
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| Jules and his Jessie got married in his temple
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| 'Cause they calculated, that Jules was more Jewish than Jessie was Catholic
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| Jules' mother was pleased
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| Married six months, when on route 87
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| Jules turned quickly, in a beaten Mitsubishi
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| Killed Jessie in a crash
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| A marriage begun and ended
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| With broken glass
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| His life was scattered, and soon was her ash
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| I cut you a piece of me, I cut you a piece of me
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| And where you go I will go too
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| I lost my life when I lost you
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| Yeah you loved someone so much
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| That to lose them is to never recover
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| You've given part of your being to them
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| And when they go, you can never have it back
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| You can never have it back
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| I haven't thought of Jules, or Jessie, or their story in the better part of a year
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| But warming your hands in mine fills me with terror
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| That I will lose you, today, or tomorrow, in two years, or seventy
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| When even the Earth has numbered days
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| I can give just one thing that stays
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| I cut you a piece of me, I cut you a piece of me
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| For where you go I will go too
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| I am now apart of you
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| From now on I'm half a soul
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| Without you I can't be whole
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| So cut me a piece of you, cut me a piece of you, and where I go you'll always be
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| Oh, you are the start of me (Focus)
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| Oh, you are the start of me |