| Back when you were so cruel
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| And I was a fool
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| Like a grave growing daisies
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| You were so sweet and crazy
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| Back when I was so ugly
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| That you couldn’t love me
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| And the loneliness nearly killed you
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| How can I live with myself
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| When I need you more?
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| I need your body
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| More than I need my own
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| I need to live with you
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| More than I need a home
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| And if it’s over, it’s true
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| That I always loved you
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| More than I love myself
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| So it’s breaking my heart
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| When I miss the old you
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| 'Cause I miss it, too
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| It’s breaking my heart
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| When I miss the old you
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| More than I love myself
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| I saw you grinding your teeth
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| And I felt it, too
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| In the dreams that I’m flying
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| There’s a reason I do
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| How can I be a man
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| Now that you’re alone there?
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| What a painful routine we live in
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| How do you care for yourself
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| When I need you more?
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| I need your love
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| More than I need myself
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| I need your tenderness
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| More than I need to rest
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| And if it’s over it’s true
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| That I always love you
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| More than I love myself
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| More than I love myself
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| More than I love myself |