| Brick by brick
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| We built a house
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| And then we broke it down
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| Word for word we meant to hurt
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| And then we killed the sound
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| Well it starts with a joke
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| And then it goes up in smoke
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| And leaves us wondering how
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| And no one knows that’s all she wrote
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| Well at least for now
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| We’re building a fire
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| Warm up in it’s arms
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| The tears are like diamonds
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough for ya
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| We’re building a fire
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| Warm up in it’s arms
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| Flames are the liars
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| Cause nothing here’s ever good enough
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough, for love
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| And brick by brick
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| We build a house
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| In this crazy town
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| And word for word you make love or get hurt
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| Yeah I won’t back down
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| And it starts with a kiss
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| Did it end up like this
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| Shit I’m running round
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| It goes to show you never will know
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| What life’s about, what life’s about
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| We’re building a fire
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| Warm up in it’s arms
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| The tears are like diamonds
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough for ya
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| We’re building a fire
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| Warm up in it’s arms
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| Flames are the liars
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| There’s nothing here
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| Stone by stone we make a home
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| Just to stroll around, maybe for a while
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| Close together and still alone
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| It’s quite the life or quite a lie
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| Oh we’re building a wall right before our eyes
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| Close together and still alone
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| Building a fire
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| To warm up in it’s arms
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| Tears are like diamonds
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| Cause nothing here’s ever good enough for ya
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| We’re building a fire
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| Warm up in it’s arms
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| Flames are the liars
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| Nothing here is ever good enough for ya
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| Building a fire here
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| We warm up in it’s arms
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| Tears are like diamonds
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough for love
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| Nothing here’s ever good enough, good enough for love |