I can’t take a broken heart
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So this’ll be another false start
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I knew where you lived
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So when I used to walked home from school
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I used to go especially slow past your house
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In case your bus would stop and you would get off and we could start chatting
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or something
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But the one time that did happen I got scared and hid behind a tree
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Deep breath, stay calm
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Try and hide those sweaty palms
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I can’t get no satisfaction
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I’ve got an itch I can’t stop scratching
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Another time I’d overheard you saying you were going into town
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And at the time I lived right in between two towns, but I wasn’t quite sure
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which one you meant
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So I bought a bus pass, I went to both of them, and frantically looked for you
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everywhere
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And when I finally saw you at WH Smith’s, I got scared
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Deep breath, stay calm
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Try and hide those sweaty palms
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I can’t get no satisfaction
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I’ve got an itch I can’t stop scratching
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I can’t take another false start
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So this’ll be a broken heart
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I can’t take a broken heart
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So this’ll be just another false start
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And then the last time this happened, we were drinking down some woods
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And then the drink gave me courage, it was cider, it was cheap at the time
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And um, I saw you standing over there with your friends
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And I knew this time had to be the time
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So I boldly start walking towards you
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Deep breath, stay calm
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Try and hide those sweaty palms
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I can’t get no satisfaction
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I’ve got an itch that I can’t stop scratching
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I can’t take another false start
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So this’ll be a broken heart
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I can’t take a broken heart
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So this’ll just be another false start
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I’ve lost the ability to speak;
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Uhn da da da da da |