| Tell a little white lie
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| And then multiply by ten
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| And then, that’s how a heartache begins
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| Mix some flowers he bought
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| With a date he forgot to attend
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| And then, that’s how a heartache begins
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| I know about heartaches
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| I know all the mistakes
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| That a young love can make, I’ve made them
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| So let’s still be friends
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| To the soft violins
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| I’ve listened while somebody played them
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| Called his number in vain
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| Again and again, he’s not in
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| But then, that’s how a heartache begins
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| I know about heartaches
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| I know all the mistakes
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| That a young love can make, I’ve made them
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| So let’s still be friends
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| To the soft violins
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| I’ve listened while somebody played them
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| Called his number in vain
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| Again and again, he’s not in
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| But then, that’s how a heartache begins
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| That’s how a heartache begins
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| That’s how a heartache begins… |