| It’s probably what’s best for you
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| I only want the best for you
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| And if I’m not the best, then you’re stuck
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| I try to savertise and
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| I ended up with wounds to bind
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| Like you’re pouring salt in my cuts
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| And I just ran out of band-aids
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| I don’t even know where to start
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| 'Cause you can’t bandage the damage
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| You never really can fix a heart
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| Even though I know what’s wrong
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| How can I be so sure
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| If you never say what you feel, feel
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| I must have held your hand tight
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| you didn’t have the will to fight
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| I guess you needed more time to heel
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| Baby I just ran out of band-aids
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| I don’t even know where to start
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| 'Cause you can’t bandage the damage
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| You never really can fix a heart
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| You must be a miracle
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| Walk up, swearin' up and down
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| You can’t fix what’s been broken
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| Please don’t give my hopes up, no no
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| Baby, tell me how could you
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| Be so cruel
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| It’s like you’re pouring salt on my cuts
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| Baby, I just ran out of band-aids
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| I don’t even know where to start
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| 'Cause you can’t bandage the damage
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| You never really can fix a heart
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| Baby, I ran out of band-aids
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| I don’t even know where to start
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| 'Cause you can’t bandage the damage
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| You never really can fix a heart
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| Oh no no no no
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| You never really can fix a heart
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| Oh no no no no
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| You never really can fix heart
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| You never really can fix my heart |