| When I saw you for the first time
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| I thought I might be sick
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| That combination of joy and compulsion
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| And you were the reason for it
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| And in the blink of an eyelid
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| You were in my ride
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| I was wasted thought you’d laugh when I kissed you
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| Though I guess it makes sense that you cried
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| Give it time give it time give it time
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| It will break you
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| From our house I heard voices so far away
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| There’s no difference between ropes and roses
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| When you’ve got nothin' good to say
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| And in the blink of an eyelid
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| You become someone else
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| I try to find you but you are on a island
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| And I guess I have to tell myself
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| Give it time give it time give it time
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| It will break you
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| When I saw you for the last time
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| I sweat right through my shirt
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| I’m no professional heartbreak’s just a pastime
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| But that don’t mean it don’t hurt
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| Give it time give it time give it time
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| It will break you
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| Give it time give it time give it time
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| It will break you
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| Give it time give it time give it time
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| It will break you
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| It will break you
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| It will break you |