| Well if love is blind
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| Then home’s where the heart is
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| How we ever gonna get back where we started
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| From now on, run with blindfolds
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| Into the woods till the trees knock us out cold
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| Winds shriek like drunken females
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| On a hen night, last bit of fun
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| Till he breaks her heart in a text or an email
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| She can deal with the bastard son
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| We’ve got a knife in our hearts and a fork in the road
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| We see a light in the dark but it’s fading like hope
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| I’ll make a promise just to break it for the sake of it
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| We think that we’re honest but truth is what we make it to be
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| Well a stitch in time saves nine, that’s fine
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| But we’ve all been proper stitched up this time
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| It’s a right old mess at a grand old time
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| Right and left, in front and behind
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| It’s Sunday, Sunday, another bloody Sunday
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| Just a day till another bloody Monday
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| Morning, yawning, boring, snoring
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| In front of the boss when you just got a warning
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| We’ve got a knife in our hearts and a fork in the road
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| We see a light in the dark but it’s fading like hope
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| I’ll fall in love with you and love, you can fall in love with me
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| Just so there’s someone else to blame when it all falls down
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| When it all falls down, down, down
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| When it all falls down, down
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| So let’s get some fire in our hearts
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| And a yellow brick road
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| I’m getting bored of the dark
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| We could turn the lights on, you know
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| I’ll make a promise and I’ll keep it for the sake of it
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| We could tell the truth for once, see just how we take to it
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| We could walk in forests and climb up every tree
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| We’ll build our house upon the sand, every day in the sea
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| I’ll fall in love with you and love, you can fall in love with me
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| Just so there’s somebody else
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| Just so there’s somebody else
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| Just so there’s somebody else |