| You and I, we stole our highs and ran awhile with rosy eyes
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| I’d do it again if I’d survive
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| But that ain’t worth the risk, for
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| Hand of gold but I can’t let go
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| Breach of bones and broken toes
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| I’ve been told 'til heaven shows
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| The fight for freedoms futile
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| Bow down and hurt
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| Look what you do
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| To the woman who loves you
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| But I keep hoping for the best
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| To the girls that you try to fool
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| It’s not what you say or do
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| It’s all the many ways that you break us
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| Your kingdom fell and took apart
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| That little piece that made your heart
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| Get it back so you can be a better man than what we see
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| Cut the ties, I beg you please
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| I cannot take a soulless leap
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| Faith with you with me in tow
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| For me, it’s not what I was sold
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| Bow down and hurt
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| Look what you do
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| To the woman who loves you
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| But I keep hoping for the best
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| To the girls that you try to fool
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| It’s not what you say or do
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| It’s all the many ways that you break us |