| How the hell does a broken heart
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| Get back together when it’s torn apart
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| Teach itself to start
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| Beating again ba ba ba ba This little bluebird came looking for you
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| Said that I hadn’t seen you in quite some time
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| This little bluebird, she came looking again
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| I said we weren’t even friends and that she could have you
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| Don’t you think it was hard
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| I didn’t even say that you died
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| But it wouldn’t have been such a lie
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| But then I started to cry
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| This little bluebird sure won’t give it a rest
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| She swears that she may be better than all the rest
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| I said no, no, no You’ve got it all wrong
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| If he was something special, I wouldn’t have this song
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| Don’t you think it was hard
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| I didn’t even say that you died
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| But it wouldn’t have been such a lie
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| But then I started to cry
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| How the hell does a broken heart
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| Get back together when it’s torn apart
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| Teach itself to start
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| Beating again ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba What if when she comes over I am in your arms
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| Taking all I want from you again
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| How the hell does a broken heart
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| Get back together when it’s torn apart
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| Teach itself to start
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| Beating again ba ba ba bax2
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| Beating again ba ba ba ba This little bluebird don’t come 'round here anymore
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| So I went looking for her
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| And I found…
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| You. |