| I never thought it could be
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| And there was nothing that could make me let you go
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| 'Cause you were my wildest dream
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| But your open hands would become my enemies
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| I had to ask myself if I was right or wrong
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| But blinded by the making up that I knew all along
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| But if I was made to love you
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| Then how can you bring me pain?
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| And if I was made to love you
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| Then how come we’re here again?
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| And why does it hurt so bad?
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| If I was made to love you, ooh, ooh
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| It didn’t take long to find
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| That scars can’t be covered from all the words you cry
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| The sorrow you hid behind
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| And all of your tears won’t be able to justify
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| I had to ask myself if I was right or wrong
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| But blinded by the making up that I knew all along
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| That if I was made to love you
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| Then how can you bring me pain?
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| And if I was made to love you
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| Then how come we’re here again?
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| And why does it hurt so bad?
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| If I was made to love you |