| The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
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| Stop me and steal my breath
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| And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
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| Never revealing their depth
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| Tell me that we belong together
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| Dress it up with the trappings of love
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| I’ll be captivated
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| I’ll hang from your lips
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| Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
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| I’ll be your crying shoulder
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| I’ll be love’s suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m oldr
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| I’ll be the greatst fan of your life
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| And rain falls angry on the tin roof
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| As we lie awake in my bed
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| You’re my survival, you’re my living proof
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| My love is alive and not dead
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| Tell me that we belong together
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| Dress it up with the trappings of love
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| I’ll be captivated
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| I’ll hang from your lips
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| Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
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| And I’ve dropped out, I’ve burned up, I’ve fought my way back from the dead
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| I’ve tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said
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| I’ll be your crying shoulder
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| I’ll be love’s suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m older
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| I’ll be the greatest fan of your…
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| I’ll be your crying shoulder
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| I’ll be love’s suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m older
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| I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
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| The greatest fan of your life
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| …greatest fan of your life |