| She puts her pen to paper
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| Lines across their hearts
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| You did it all to raise her
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| You left her standing in the dark
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| This time she’s praying for silence
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| Hoping that you would understand
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| That she’s just building these roadworks
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| So that it’s clearer when it’ll end
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| You can’t still own what you let go
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| What don’t you understand?
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| Tough luck, I said I’d be here in a month but you waited two
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| Only coming back 'round cause you heard I was with someone new
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| And I was waiting here 'til you came back
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| My heart was bleeding love
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| It’s tough love I’m giving you, it’s tough luck on you
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| He asked a question, she answers
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| He made a crossword spelling guilt
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| Empty boxes filled with chances
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| But you just can’t leave the rose to wilt
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| You can’t still own what you let go
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| What don’t you understand?
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| Tough luck, I said I’d be here in a month but you waited two
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| Only coming back 'round cause you heard I was with someone new
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| And I was waiting here 'til you came back
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| My heart was bleeding love
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| It’s tough love I’m giving you, yeah it’s tough luck on you
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| Tough luck, I said I’d be here in a month but you waited two
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| Only coming back 'round cause you heard I was with someone new
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| And I was waiting here 'til you came back
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| My heart was bleeding love
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| It’s tough love that I’m giving you, yeah it’s tough luck on you |