| There’s a kid I used to know
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| His heart exploded one day after school
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| When we were walking home
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| My mother told me son
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| That boys heart was so full up with love that
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| It just gave out there wasn’t enough room
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| But I heard he wrote a love song
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| For a girl he never met
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| How stupid can one kid get?
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| It was soft and sweet
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| Miserable but pleasantly upbeat
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| And this is how it went:
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| Alison I know this world is killing one of us
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| But that could never change the way you smile Whoa
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| And I can’t (?)
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| That we just seem to betray
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| The way I feel when I see your pretty face from far away
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| Knowing that that’s the closest that will ever be
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| It was Sunday after church
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| The funeral masses crowded out the door
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| And spilled onto the curb
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| The mothers wiped their tears
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| And held their sons tightly near em
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| Said little one don’t you ever fall in love
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| But its not the fear of telling her the truth
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| About the things that he would do
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| To make her his that led this whole thing to ensue
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| It’s just the pain of (?) each day
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| (?) it’s gonna end the same
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| How many times you let the right girl get away
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| Alison I know this world is killing one of us
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| But that could never change the way you smile Whoa
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| And I can’t (?)
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| That we just seem to betray
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| The way I feel when I see your pretty face from far away
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| Knowing that that’s the closest that will ever
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| Alison I know this world is killing one of us
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| But that could never change the way you smile Whoa
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| And I can’t (?)
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| That we just seem to betray
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| The way I feel when I see your pretty face from far away
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| Alison I know this world is killing one of us
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| But that could never change the way you smile Whoa
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| And I can’t (?)
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| That we just seem to betray
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| The way I feel when I see your pretty face from far away
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| Knowing that that’s the closest that will ever be |