| With my soul, my heart in your hands
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| Don’t ever break it again
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| I shall give it to someone else
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| There’s a bridge between us
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| And a way to cross it
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| We’ll meat each other
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| Right in the middle of it
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| We play a game of wits
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| Is there anything growing out of this?
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| Please tell me how to play it
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| For I shall go down with it
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| Beauty is cruel master
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| Beauty is cruel thing
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| We know temptation will bring us down in time
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| This is something
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| My hands won’t touch
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| Your wounds are too deep, I
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| Can’t fix a broken heart
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| This is something my hands won’t touch
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| Your wounds are too deep, I
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| Can’t fix a broken heart
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| I can’t fix a broken heart
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| All I need is a way, some way
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| To throw you off your goddamned stage
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| I’ll cleanse away, I’ll wipe away
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| I’ll free you from today
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| This game of wits
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| We shall go down with it
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| This game of wits
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| We shall go down with it
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| This is something my hands won’t touch
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| Your wounds are too deep, I
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| Can’t fix a broken heart
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| This is something my hands won’t touch
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| Your wounds are too deep, I
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| Can’t fix a broken heart
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| I can’t fix a broken heart
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| I can’t fix your broken heart |