| Did you ever really think about the consequence?
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| When you blew your chance, my restless friend?
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| Did you ever really listen to the words I cried
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| And were they on your mind as you drowned your life?
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| You can knock upon my door
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| I’ll hold you till you cry no more
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| But I can’t keep up
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| With the rhythm of your heart
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| Now is there anyone you trust enough to let on in?
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| Anyone who knows your sins, who enjoys your grin?
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| And does she tell you things that I would used to say to you?
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| And does she hold you too, when you’re drowned in booze?
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| You can knock upon my door
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| I’ll hold you till you cry no more
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| But I can’t keep up
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| With the rhythm of your heart
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| And I’ll tell you we’ll be fine
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| When it hurts a little less in good time
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| But I can’t keep up
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| With the rhythm of your heart
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| I’m letting you go now, there’s a new life
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| I hope you’ll be happy a new life
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| A new meaning, let it be healing
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| To your heart
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| You can knock upon my door
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| I’ll hold you till you cry no more
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| But I can’t keep up
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| With the rhythm of your heart
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| And I’ll tell you we’ll be fine
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| When it hurts a little less in good time
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| But I can’t keep up
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| With the rhythm of your heart |