| It’s like heart surgery in an earthquake
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| It just occurred to me those might be high stakes
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| To heal what’s hurtin' me while the world shakes around
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| Well, I’m waitin' here on you, waitin' on the shelf
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| I’ve tried to change what’s true, everything about myself
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| You wouldn’t want me to, and that’s the joke
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| And I’m the clown
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| But all this worry
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| Well, I say it was worth it
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| Well, nothin' ever is perfect
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| Still, we learn the truth in time
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| And though it hurts me
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| You know I don’t regret it
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| So I let it teach me to give
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| And teach me how to really live
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| A beautiful life
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| I’ve got a fighter in my heart
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| And it runs on dreams
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| You walked in with a smile
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| Like gasoline
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| And found myself wondering
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| What would it mean to burn it down?
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| So I tallied what the cost would be
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| Counted in my head
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| It’s easy math to me, but I guess instead
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| You prefer geometry
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| And need the proof to work it out
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| But all this worry
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| Well, you say it was worth it
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| Well, nothin' ever is perfect
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| Will we learn the truth in time?
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| And though it hurts me
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| You know I don’t regret you
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| So I let you teach me to give
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| And teach me how to really live
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| A beautiful life, life
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| You know we are the last
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| With a birth and a death
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| But it’s every breath in-between
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| That’s our choice for what it really means
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| For a beautiful life |