| Hey so here I go
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| Let me clear my throat before I start
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| Another stupid dumb love song about a broken heart
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| Torn into pieces, worn out, torn apart
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| We’ll start from the beginning
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| Bring in the bass
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| Bring in the bass guitar
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| It all started back in 2012
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| This girl and I fell
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| Brought her back to my hotel
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| I say hotel it’s more of a Travelodge
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| Don’t have much money, don’t even have a job
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| Two weeks passed by
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| Man, I swear she’s got fitter
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| So I send her a few tweets, we speak, talk about having something to eat,
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| so we meet
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| Nando’s we go eat loads, along with a refillable coke, she has diet
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| She’s a little bit quiet, a little bit shy, but I tell her I’m a nice guy
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| Cheeky kiss at the end of our date, I put her in a cab and we go our seperate
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| ways
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| Few texts later I feel like we’re more than mates
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| Her friends know my name
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| It’s been about a month now and I’ve met her mum and dad now
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| Been staying up pretty late, it’s got to be fate that we met that night,
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| in that club, on that Friday
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| I call up her phone most days to say something cliché like:
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| «How was your day?» |
| like I got no choice, just need to hear her voice
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| She’s perfect to my eyes
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| I can’t believe I could find someone like her
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| I’ve got all thoughts running through my mind
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| I’m thinking she’s the one maybe we will end up married
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| Not yet though
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| Maybe in ten years or so, we’d have some kids, a dog, maybe a cat
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| Wait, I’m thinking too much
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| I’m supposed to be a man
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| Are men supposed to think about that?!
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| I wanna break your heart
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| Just like you broke mine in pieces
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| She said she said
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| I don’t wanna be mister Mrs.
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| I wanna break your heart
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| Just like you broke mine in pieces
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| She said she said
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| I don’t wanna be mister Mrs.
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| I just wanna forget (you, you)
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| I just wanna forget (you, you)
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| I just wanna forget you
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| I can never forget you
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| We spend most of our weekends together
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| Always thought we’d be together
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| I never thought she’d want any different
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| Wish I would’ve listened
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| A little bit more
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| Maybe I should’ve bought her more flowers
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| Took her on a holiday
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| See the Eiffel Tower
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| Paris, that is the city of love, right?
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| Should’ve told her I loved her that night
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| Stars were in the sky
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| We were drinking wine
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| She looked so beautiful I was one lucky guy
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| Fast forward to last night
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| We had that big fight
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| It all come crashing down and I fell like I was drowning, like I was
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| suffocating, like I was trapped underground, like I was stuck in a cave,
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| like I’d never be found, like a kid with his fingers in his ears cause the
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| sound is too loud
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| I didn’t wanna hear what I was hearing
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| A few words can do a lot of damage
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| I found it hard to believe
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| My hands shaking, heart racing, I was pacing the room
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| Her face was so straight, so serious
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| Stuff I’ve never seen it like I’ve seen it in one of those films we used to
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| watch but without the happy ending they’ve got
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| Tried to hug her, she pushed me away
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| Tried to kiss her cheek, she turned her face the opposite way
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| She can’t take it no more, she says she needs a change
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| I say «What do you mean change?! |
| I thought we were perfect, I thought we were
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| great!»
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| I beg «Please don’t go, please just stay, just one more day»
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| She looks deep into my eye, like ages, looking straight through me like there’s
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| something behind
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| Wish I could just rewind
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| My lips tremble, hard to talk, I wanna cry
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| She says «I don’t love you no more»
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| Goodbye
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| I wanna break your heart
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| Just like you broke mine in pieces
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| She said she said
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| I don’t wanna be mister Mrs.
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| I wanna break your heart
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| Just like you broke mine in pieces
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| She said she said
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| I don’t wanna be mister Mrs.
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| I just wanna forget (you, you)
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| I just wanna forget (you, you)
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| I just wanna forget you
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| I can never forget you
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| So here we go
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| This is the last verse
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| Relationship status: single
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| No more me, no more her, no more four letter words
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| No more x’s at the end of our texts
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| No sex’s all over my bed
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| This is something I’ve got to get used to
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| I’m better when I’m with you
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| You said you’re better off without me
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| We’ll see
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| Maybe next week, I’ll get out of this house
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| Find another girl, like a nice gal
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| No more hurting
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| I’ll start flirting
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| Find someone new,
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| Well I’ll try anyway
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| Try to find another you |