| Here I am once more
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| In the same familiar circumstance
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| Trying to make some sense of all the pain
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| Now here I go once more
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| Going round and round in this fairground
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| Holding on for dear life again
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| And I thought I’d learned by now
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| I did
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| And though the tides have turned somehow
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| I’ll live
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they don’t break
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| They keep beating anyway
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they won’t bruise
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| And every time you lose yourself
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| Here I go, here I go, here I go again
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| And here I go, here I go, here I go again
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| And I fell for the pretty lies
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| 'Cause hi’s are easier than goodbyes
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| But now I’m left alone here with the blame
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| And I tried to be just like you
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| When you cried I felt it too
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| But now I’m done with carrying your shame
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| And I thought I’d learned by now
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| I did
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| And though the tides have turned somehow
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| I’ll live
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they don’t break
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| They keep beating anyway
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they won’t bruise
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| And every time you lose yourself
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| Here I go, here I go, here I go again
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| Here I go, giving everything that I have left
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| Here I go, giving myself till I forget
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| Who I am and who I was, I don’t know yet
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| Here I go again, here I go again, here I go again
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they don’t break
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| They keep beating anyway
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| And hearts will never get old enough
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| That they won’t bruise
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| And every time you lose yourself
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| Here I go, here I go, here I go again
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| And here I go, here I go, here I go again |