| We never chose to part
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| in this stupid play m-hum
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| I never felt by heart
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| that I could behave
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| the way the roles were made
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| I know that I’ve done you wrong
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| but you’re hard to please
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| When your faith is gone
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| and when you can’t believe
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| I’m on my hands and knees
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| The junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| Is the junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| Is the junk of the hearts
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| I’ve given all of me
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| and you crave for more
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| Weird how this makes us feel
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| insecure
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| that’s what friends are for
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| The junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| Is the junk of the hearts
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| The junk of the hearts
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| Is the drunk of the hearts
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| Junk of the hearts etc |