| Hey, don’t wash those tears away
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| Keep 'em in a safe
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| They’re the last you’ll ever make
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| Everybody sings songs of misery
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| Making their mistakes
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| While they’re making history
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| Let’s make history
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| Cause if you ask me how I see it
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| I can show you, step into the light
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| Your glass heart’s been in a sharp place
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| Walking on tightropes, dancing on razor blades
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| I see through those dark days
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| We’ll never break
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| Trust is such a fragile thing
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| Takes some time to build
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| And can shatter in a blink
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| I promise not to blink
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| Cause if you ask me how I see it
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| I can show you, step into the light
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| Your glass heart’s been in a sharp place
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| Walking on tightropes, dancing on razor blades
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| I see through those dark days
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| We’ll never break
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| Your glass heart’s been in a sharp place
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| Walking on tightropes, dancing on razor blades
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| I see through those dark days
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| We’ll never break
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| We’ll never break
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| We’ll never break
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| Let me hold your glass heart
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| Glass heart |