| Death by chocolate is myth
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| This I know because I lived
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| I’ve been around for broken hearts and how
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| Lay your head in my hands little girl
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| This is only right now
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| Death by crying doesn’t exist, though
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| The headaches feel a bit like it You might explode
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| But you reach the end of the road
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| And you, little tree
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| I’m certain you will grow
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| Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
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| Just how to love again
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| Oh my weeping willow
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| Let your leaves fall and return
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| Oh darling the seasons are your friend
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| Death by anger this is true
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| Just let him go he can’t hurt you
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| Oh little girl this is such a cruel cruel world
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| This is the first, of a million broken hearts
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| Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
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| Just how to love again
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| Oh my weeping willow
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| Let your leaves fall and return
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| Oh darling the seasons are your friend
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| Oh it wont be long you will grow strong
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| Up up and away
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| Repeat
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| He’s but a falling leaf, he’s but a falling leaf, he’s but a falling leaf |