| What I mean
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| What I am
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| What I feel about the meaning of my life
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| What I need
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| What I fear
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| What I like to say and what I lie about
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| Well I can’t get used to it
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| Or get her off my mind
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| The way she stole my feelings
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| And I just can’t even cry
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| I should run my way back home by now
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| Because I gave her everything I got
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| I can’t stand the way she broke my heart
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| Because I gave her
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| All my dreams
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| All my hopes
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| All the things I love and that I used to know
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| God I pray everyday
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| But I feel so empty since she went away
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| Well I can’t get used to it
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| Or get her off my mind
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| The way she stole my feelings
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| And I just can’t even cry
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| I should run my way back home by now
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| Because I gave her everything I got
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| I can’t stand the way she broke my heart
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| Because I gave her
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| Well I can’t get used to it
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| Or get her off my mind
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| The way she stole my feelings
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| And I just can’t even cry
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| This wound may last forever
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| Or maybe till I die
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| So I keep holding on
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| Until I get another try
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| I should run my way back home by now
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| Because I gave her everything I got
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| I can’t stand the way she broke my heart
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| No I can’t stand the way she broke my heart
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| I should run my way back home by now
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| Because I gave her everything I got
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| I can’t stand the way she broke my heart
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| I should run my way back home by now
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| I can’t stand the way she broke my heart |