| It was your palms and your feet, and every single thing between
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| We were an easy thing to do — I enthused over you
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| But melancholia… Insomnia… Saudade — They had me
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| It’s hard to forget I’m looking back on a time, when every beat in your heart
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| was beating for mine
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| You had the world at your feet and you kicked it back at me
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| I had a hole in my heart, and you didn’t have the decency to wait and see
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| Between the devil and the deep blue sea
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| Between the angels and infinity
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| There is a hideaway, a place to be for me
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| And when I’m better you can set me free
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| It’s safe to say that you were mine — A songbird to a morning sunrise
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| And how I miss my spotless mind, I lost it to the twilight
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| Much like our love, a songbird always flies without regret
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| And even after everything, we perished when the sun set
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| You had the world at your feet and you kicked it back at me
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| I had a hole in my heart, and you didn’t have the decency to wait and see
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| Between the devil and the deep blue sea
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| Between the angels and infinity
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| There is a hideaway, a place to be for me
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| And when I’m better you can set me free
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| Every blind spot and every nicety, I learned about your heart…
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| I watched them perish before me |