| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| I keep looking for something I can't get
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| Broken hearts lie all around me
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| And I don't see an easy way
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| To get out of this
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| Her diary sits on the bedside table
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| The curtains are closed
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| The cat's in the cradle
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| Who would've thought that a boy like me
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| Could come to this?
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| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must've been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Woah-oh
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| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must've been some kind of kiss
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| I should have walked away
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| I should have walked away
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| Is there any just cause
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| For feeling like this?
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| On the surface I'm a name on a list
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| I try to be discreet
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| But then blow it again
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| I've lost and found
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| It's my final mistake
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| She's loving by proxy
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| No give and all take
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| 'Cause I've been thrilled to fantasy
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| One too many times
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| Woah-oh
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must've been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Woah-oh
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| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must have been some kind of kiss
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| I should have walked away
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| I should have walked away
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| It was a long hot night
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| She made it easy
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| She made it feel right
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| But now it's over
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| The moment has gone
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| I followed my hands not my head
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| I knew I was wrong
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| Woah-oh
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| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Woah-oh
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| I, I just died in your arms tonight
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| It must have been some kind of kiss
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| I should have walked away
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| I should have walked away
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| I should have walked away |