| Every time he goes, she dies
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| Every time she comes, she cries
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| He was her long, bright future
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| In the middle of a wrong, dark road
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| He loved her, but he wasn’t too sure
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| If he could return the love she showed
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| When she said, «my love extends
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| Beyond the realm of being friends»
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| He kissed her head
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| And quietly he said
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| «It's not that you’re not beautiful, you’re just not beautiful to me»
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| She said, «how beautiful do I have to be?
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| When I look in the mirror, you’re the only thing I see
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| And I have loved you beautifully»
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| Well, ten thousand tears passed by
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| But she never let him see her cry
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| And he called up down one night
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| He said, «let's get in the car and just drive»
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| He talked a lot about loneliness
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| But why, she didn’t know
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| And some song about Memphis
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| Was playing on the radio
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| She said, «let's stop the car and slow dance
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| Won’t you just give me a chance?»
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| He took her hand
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| And hoped she’d understand
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| «It's not that you’re not beautiful, you’re just not beautiful to me»
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| She said, «how beautiful do I have to be?
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| When I look in the mirror, you’re the only thing I see
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| And I have loved you beautifully»
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| Well, she’ll burn that bridge
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| And build a house
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| And swallow the smoke in her mouth
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| And she’ll feel the burn
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| And then make the choice
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| To put the fire in her voice
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| «It's not that you’re not beautiful, you’re just not beautiful to me»
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| She said, «how beautiful do I have to be?
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| When I look in the mirror, you’re the only thing I see
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| And I have loved you beautifully» |