| I know you’re broken, your hope it is
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| The sound of love and she’s coming
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| To move you
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| But boy what you’re hoping to find
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| It’s always there in time;
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| It’s the shape of the mind
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| And I want to play if you’re coming in
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| I know it’s a game, I can see you’ll win
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| I can feel it
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| You told the man that you’re wrong
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| You know it isn’t wrong, a waste--
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| This is not a waste
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| Leave love alone--
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| Don’t leave this love alone
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| Don’t wait. |
| Or I’ll wait
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| No, don’t you say you love is a shame
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| Change
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| No, don’t you say love is a shame!
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| Shame!
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| Son, do you want to grow up some, or stay the same?
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| Shame!
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| Tough, what makes you tough?
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| Show up with no cuts, smile in the rain, but…
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| Love, don’t you say love is a shame
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| Shame!
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| The morning in summer
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| A child, I remember
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| My clothes wet, hands cold
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| The question I came for
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| The answer was nothing
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| The walk home a death march
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| The girl that I left
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| At the park with your skateboard…
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| Tough, what makes you tough?
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| Show up with no cuts and smile in the rain
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| But love, don’t you say love is a shame
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| Shame!
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| And son, do you want to grow up some or stay the same?
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| Shame
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| Tough, what makes you tough?
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| What makes you tough? |
| What makes you tough?
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| Not love, don’t you say love, is a shame
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| Shame |