| Everybody’s got a heart
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| With a hole in the bottom
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| Where the love runs out
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| Every love is flame
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| That spins and dims in the wind
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| So if your flame needs fuel
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| Like an empty room
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| I feel it too
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| 'Cause everybody’s got a heart
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| With a hole in the bottom
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| Where the love runs out, oh now
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| Oh, I got both hands on the wheel
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| So if you’re running out, out of love
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| Don’t start giving up
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| Anytime you think that’s not enough
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| I got enough for the both of us
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| Even if you’re falling out, out of love
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| I’m not giving up
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| Anytime you think that’s not enough
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| I got enough for the both of us
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Everybody’s got a hurt
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| It’s a knife that cuts
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| When you get too close
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| And you think no one’s ever going to see that blade and stay
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| But I can hold that pain
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| For a thousand days
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| And maybe for a second make it go away
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| And make you feel whole again
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| So if you’re running out, out of love
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| Don’t start giving up
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| Anytime you think that’s not enough
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| I got enough for the both of us
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| Even if you’re falling out, out of love
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| I’m not giving up
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| Anytime you think that’s not enough
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| I got enough for the both of us
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Everybody’s got a heart
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| With a hole in the bottom
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| Where the love runs out
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| But I’ll be reaching out
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| Catching every drop you spill |