| She has her head in her heart
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| In a broken body
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| Never wrong but she always says sorry
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| Takes the pain and throws away her pride
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| For a man with a hole in the middle of his chest
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| Promising herself that she’ll only see the best
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| So she stays and gives away her life
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| Paint over the walls now
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| Even though they’re only gonna fall down
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| Every night it’s just a fight
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| No end, no end
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| But she swears it’s gonna work out
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| Even when the screams are getting so loud
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| Trying to find the missing light
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| Again, and again
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| Cuz it’s easier to keep
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| Holding onto something sweet
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| In her mind the more he lies she justifies but why?
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| She has her head in her heart
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| In a broken body
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| Never wrong but she always says sorry
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| Takes the pain and throws away her pride
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| For a man with a hole in the middle of his chest
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| Promising herself that she’ll only see the best
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| So she stays and gives away her life
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| Cigarettes on the steps
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| Walking outside just to catch her breath
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| He’s right where she wants him, there in her bed
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| Searching for something that’s already dead
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| Oh She’s losing herself
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| Slowly she turns into somebody else
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| Finding her worth through a love made in hell
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| Playing the cards she’s been dealt
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| No matter the price she wears it well
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| She has her head in her heart
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| In a broken body
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| Never wrong but she always says sorry
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| Takes the pain and throws away her pride
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| For a man with a hole in the middle of his chest
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| Promising herself that she’ll only see the best
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| So she stays and gives away her life
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| Cuz it’s easier to keep
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| Holding onto something sweet
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| In her mind the more he lies she justifies but why?
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| Is this really what she chose
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| Wide awake but comatose
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| In his mind the more she dies he feels alive but why?
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| She has her head in her heart
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| In a broken body
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| Never wrong but she always says sorry
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| Takes the pain and throws away her pride
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| For a man with a hole in the middle of his chest
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| Promising herself that she’ll only see the best
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| So she stays and gives away her life
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| She has her head in her heart in a broken body (Cuz it’s easier to keep)
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| She has her head in her heart in a broken body (Holding onto something sweet)
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| She has her head in her heart in a broken body (Cuz it’s easier to keep)
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| She has her head in her heart in a broken body (Holding onto something sweet) |