| Her turn signal blinked to the east
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| Towards the long wooden pier
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| That hangs over the beach
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| She took off her dress
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| And she walked towards the sea
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| And thought, maybe it could sweep away me
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| His engine turned off with the keys
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| As he ran towards her
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| He fell to his knees
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| He said, what have I done wrong?
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| He said, what did I forget?
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| She looked away and she wept
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| He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| He said why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Where it hurts
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| The most
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| She said, it follows me wherever I go
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| I wake up each morning
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| And the darkness unfolds
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| Yeah I just can’t fake it
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| Everything’s like a chore
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| I can’t live like this anymore
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| He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Where it hurts
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| The most
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| I guess it’d be easier
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| Just to keep it all buried beneath
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| He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts
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| Where it hurts
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| The most |