| Head back, feet on the dashboard
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| Sing loud to songs that we don’t know
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| Swear I almost heard you say, «We should never go back»
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| So let’s never go back
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| And road signs flash by
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| Like the blurred lines in my mind 'cause I know
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| That fast love burns up
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| I know it’s gonna hurt, but I’d rather be a fool
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| Than let my heart hate me for not givin' it to you
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| The more I give it up, the more I’ve gotta lose
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| But my heart’d never blame me if I break it over you
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready
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| We talk like it’s the real deal
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| Link arms and dance on the minefield
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| Swear that almost for a moment we were safe and sound
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| We’re not safe right now
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| But I’m blind, yeah, I’m fine
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| With the blurred lines in my mind 'cause I know
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| That fast love burns up
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| I know it’s gonna hurt, but I’d rather be a fool
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| Than let my heart hate me for not givin' it to you
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| The more I give it up, the more I’ve gotta lose
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| But my heart’d never blame me if I break it over you
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready
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| Head back, feet on the dashboard
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| Sing loud to songs that we don’t know
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| Swear I almost heard you say, «We should never go back»
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| I know it’s gonna hurt, but I’d rather be a fool
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| Than let my heart hate me for not givin' it to you
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| The more I give it up, the more I’ve gotta lose
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| But my heart’d never blame me if I break it over you
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready
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| So heal me with your love, heal me with your love
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| Give me all your love, I’m ready, oh, I’m ready |