| I never cried so much
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| You’ve been taking me apart
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| You gonna put me back together?
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| Gonna start me from the start?
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| I’ve been wrecking my blood
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| I’ve been wracking my brains
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| Been killing my heart
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| I’ve been living with the pain
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| Cuz when we fight sometimes
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| When we’re clawing at each other
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| Got to think it’s all for something at the end of all the trouble
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| Got to build something to last
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| Not to let it crumble fast
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| Want to be the ones left standing
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| When all the time has passed
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| And if I’m feeling unplugged
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| Feeling swept under the rug
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| Need to hold the lantern for me
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| Need to pick me back up
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| Want to remember all the things
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| That we said we want to do
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| Don’t want to start to pull away
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| Cuz it’s easier to do
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| When you look at something ugly that you thought you hid away
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| When it’s coming back to haunt you on an unsuspecting day
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| We’re going to be the harbour where
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| We can just tie our little boats
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| A place to fight off all the lions
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| That keep gnashing at our throats
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| Everybody that we trust
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| Says it’s harder than it looks
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| Something good’s a constant struggle when there’s a tree there to be shook
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| Better believe the wind will blow
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| It’ll try to push you down
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| It’ll try to pull the roots
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| And leave you crying on the ground
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| I hope we’re older someday
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| And we’ve grown so much
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| I hope that we still feel the warmth there
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| In our kiss and in our touch
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| Cuz the world is against you
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| When you’re after something true
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| It ain’t the fashion to be faithful
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| Even though it’s hard to do
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| And it’s true sometimes
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| Even the good ones fall away
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| You have to keep the fire burning every night and every day
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| I know it’s pretty old fashioned
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| Is forever really true?
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| But when I say that you’re for me
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| And baby, baby I’m for you
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| And though the grass is greener but you still have to cut it
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| And the scars you get together
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| Are the scars you really covet
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| And at night when we are lovers
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| And we’re mucking up the covers
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| When it’s all about our eyes and we’ve forgotten all the others
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| When we’re laying there in silence
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| In the comfort and the quiet
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| And you hold me as we fall asleep
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| In the corners of the night
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| And though we say it on the phone
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| Out in public or alone
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| And then we write it down in letters
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| When the other one’s not home
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night
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| We’ll make time 'though there ain’t that much of time, oh
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| And we’ll make love in the middle of the night |