| He use to send her flowers
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| To apologise, to apologise
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| He used to say how sorry he was
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| And flash his smile, hed flash his smile
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| And always shed forgive him
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| cause hed mean it for a while
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| And then hed send her flowers
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| To apologise, to apologise
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| It wasnt that he meant her harm
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| I realise, I realise
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| Its just that life had taken him
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| By surprise, by surprise
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| At times he knew hed failed her
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| At times he really tried
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| When times were worst he did his best
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| To compromise, to comprise
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| I told her once hed break her heart
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| But that wasnt true, wasnt true
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| cause broken things can be repaired
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| And held onto, held onto
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| But her heart had been shattered
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| The pieces lay inside
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| In fragments much to tiny
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| To recognise, to recognise
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| I look now at the weariness
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| That lies in his eyes, in his eyes
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| And who an I to lay the blame
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| Or criticize, or criticize
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| Hes sorry that hes living
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| Hes sorry hes alive
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| Hes sorry of the need
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| To apologise, to apologise
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| Hes sorry of the need
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| To apologise, to apologise |