| She said when I trusted love I dreamed in color too
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| But memories turn black and white, at least mine do…
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| She said my brother, you know, he used to have this friend…
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| But this is now and that was then
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| It’s better off just not to start
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| Than to have to watch us fall apart
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| All because of my second hand heart
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| I said if you could count up memories but only keep the best
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| You may not see how good they were without the rest
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| She said look I tried a lot
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| But I guess love it don’t like me
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| Oh and by the way, all those tries?
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| Sure didn’t come for free
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| So it’s better off just not to start
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| Than to have to watch us fall apart
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| All because of my second hand heart
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| Second hand hearts
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| Second hand hearts
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| Second hand hearts
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| Second hand hearts
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| Are not just for parts
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| So I’ll take away your sad luck baby
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| And you’ll change mine
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| When hurt starts talkin' we’ll say hey, ya know, we ain’t got time
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| Then pick up all those small hopes back off the ground
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| 'Cause after years of tears it’s hard to say what’s up or down
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| So if you will, I’ll try to start
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| And take the chance that we might fall apart
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| To try and save our second hand hearts
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| She said when I trusted love I dreamed in color too… |