| Speak softly
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| Sometimes words can land so hard
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| Come near me We don’t even have to talk
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| The practice of breaking hearts
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| Can become
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| Something all around
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| And then the look on your face
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| What you’re saying
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| Ain’t light to trace
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| You know it’s gonna hurt
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| Get in line with the broken hearted
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| Oh oh Yet you know it’s going to hurt
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| That’s the way the whole thing started
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| Oh oh oh oh oh You know it’s gonna hurt
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| And so we’ll see
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| It’s the pressures of our words
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| And we’ll long through
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| We’ll long through
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| All our
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| Faith and consolation
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| If added up the pleasures and pain
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| Can equal shares
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| Of things unsaid
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| Some things we’ll have to be right about
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| While we’re so cruel to ourselves
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| You know it’s gonna hurt
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| Get in a line with the broken hearted
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Yet you know it’s going to hurt
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| That’s the way the whole thing started
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| Oh oh oh oh oh But tell this thing you lose
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| You love him baby
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| We just need a little time
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| Even if it takes forever
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| To mend this heart
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| Mend this heart of yours
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| And this heart of mine
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| Oh you know it’s gonna hurt
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| Get in a line with the broken hearted
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| Oh oh oh oh oh You know it’s going to hurt
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| That’s the way the whole thing started
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| Oh oh oh oh oh You know it’s gonna hurt
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| You know it’s gonna hurt
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| That’s the way the whole thing started
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| Oh oh oh oh oh You know it’s gonna hurt
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| What becomes of the broken hearted
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| Oh oh oh oh oh Yours and mine
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| You know it’s gonna hurt
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| Just need a little time
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| Oh oh oh oh oh And the healing baby
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| You know it’s gonna hurt
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| You know it’s going to hurt
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| Oh oh oh oh oh That’s the way the whole thing started
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| You know it’s gonna hurt |