| We both lie silently still
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| In the dead of the night
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| Although we both lie close together
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| We feel miles apart inside
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| Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did?
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| Did my words not come out right?
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| Though I tried not to hurt you
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| Though I tried but I guess that’s why, they say
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| Every rose has its thorn
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| Just like every night has its dawn
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| Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
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| Every rose has its, yeah, it does
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| I listen to my favorite song
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| Playin' on the radio
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| Hear the D.J. |
| say
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| «Love's a game of easy come and easy go»
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| But I wonder, does he know
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| Has he ever felt like this?
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| And I know that you’d be here right now
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| If I could’ve let you know somehow
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| I guess, every rose has its thorn
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| Just like every night has its dawn
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| Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
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| Every rose has its thorns
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| Though it’s been a while now
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| I can still feel so much pain
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| Like the knife that cuts you, the wound heals
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| But the scar, that scar remains
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| I know I could have saved our love that night
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| If I’d known what to say
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| Instead of makin' love we both
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| Made our separate ways
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| But now, I hear you’ve found somebody new
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| And that I never meant that much to you
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| To hear that tears me up inside
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| And to see you cuts me like a knife
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| I guess, every rose has its thorn
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| Just like every night has its dawn
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| Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
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| Every rose has its |