| Is our love the hurting kind?
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| I fear to say it is, but I’m just guessing
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| You say you wished I’d move to Spain
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| Or that one of us would die of hypertension
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| Oh, how I missed you
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| Would you let me know
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| If you’ve been lonesome too and can I kiss you?
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| Quick before you go
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| We can hold still if you don’t mind
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| No, it won’t empower me
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| Till it kills us we can live a lie
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| I’ll let it devour me
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| Sorry that your blouse is stained
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| You simply can’t do laundry with your schedule
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| And I say, «I miss my best friend
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| But babies need to eat, they beg attention»
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| Oh, how I missed you
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| Would you let me know
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| If you’ve been lonesome too and can I kiss you?
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| Quick before you go
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| We can hold still if you don’t mind
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| No, it won’t empower me
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| Till it kills us we can live a lie
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| I’ll let it devour me
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| Oh, I’ll let it devour me
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| Would you let me know
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| Is our love the hurting kind?
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| I fear to say it is
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| We can hold still if you don’t mind
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| No, it won’t empower me
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| Till it kills us we can live a lie
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| If we ignore it we can be fine
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| If we learn our love is the hurting kind
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| I’ll let it devour me |