| Oh, you’re so sad
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| You nearly cut yourself down
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| And all that you had
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| And I know that you’re mad
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| You’ve got to put it somewhere
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| You can’t just hold that
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| You were not the one that she was looking for
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| But truth is, maybe all your waiting brings you something more
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| BRIDGE:
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| Take your heart and break it now
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| You’re the one who makes it count
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| You don’t want this anyhow
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| CHORUS:
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| You’ve got to get this out
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| Let the fire outside yourself
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| You were not the one who made this mess
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| No, you’ve got to pride yourself
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| Surviving in a bed of filth
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| You will be the one to throw it away
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| You can’t take this back
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| It what was given to you
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| This is your past
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| But it cannot hold you back
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| You’re so much more than that
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| You’ll make your own path
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| Two were never quite cut out to really show you love
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| Fewer hands and lesser hearts
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| No, they were not enough
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| BRIDGE
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| CHORUS
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| Oooh oooh ahhh ahhh
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| Oooh oooh ahhh oooh
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| Oh, you’ve got to get this out
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| Let the fire outside yourself
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| You were not the one who made this mess
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| No, you’ve got to pride yourself
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| Surviving in a bed of filth
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| You will be the one to throw it away |