| You been hurt and you’re all cried out you say
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| You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way
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| You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride,
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| You don’t want nothin', don’t need no one by your side
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| You’re walkin' tough baby, but you’re walkin' blind
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| to the ties that bind
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| CHORUS
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| The ties that bind
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| Now you can’t break the ties that bind
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| Cheap romance, it’s all just a crutch
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| You don’t want nothin' that anybody can touch
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| You’re so afraid of being somebody’s fool
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| Not walkin' tough baby, not walkin' cool
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| You walk cool, but darlin', can you walk the line
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| And face the ties that bind
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| The ties that bind
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| Now you can’t break the ties that bind
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| I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darlin',
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| Than know the emptiness your heart must hide,
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| Yes I would darlin', yes I would darlin',
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| Yes I would baby
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| You sit and wonder just who’s gonna stop the rain
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| Who’ll ease the sadness, who’s gonna quiet the pain
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| It’s a long dark highway and a thin white line
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| Connecting baby, your heart to mine
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| We’re runnin' now but darlin' we will stand in time
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| To face the ties that bind
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| The ties that bind
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| Now you can’t break the ties that bind |