| Well it was one of those great stories
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| That you can’t put down at night
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| The hero knew what he had to do
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| And he wasn’t afraid to fight
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| The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free
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| I wish it were that simple for me
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| And the reason that she loved him
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| Was the reason I loved him too
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| And he never wondered what was right or wrong
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| He just knew, he just knew
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| Shadows and shape mixed together at dawn
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| But by time you catch them simplicity’s gon
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| And so we sort through the piecs
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| My friends and I
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| Searching through the darkness to find
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| The breaks in the sky
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| And the reason that she loved him
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| Was the reason I loved him too
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| And he never wondered what was right or wrong
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| He just knew, he just knew
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| And we wonder, yes we wonder
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| How do you make sense of this
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| When the hero kills the maiden
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| With his kiss, with his kiss
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| Well it was one of those great stories
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| That you can’t put down at night
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| The hero knew what he had to do
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| And he wasn’t afraid to fight
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| The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free
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| I wish it were that simple for me
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| If it were that simple for me |