| I was born Friday the 13th
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| In a town of limestone and penitentiaries
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| Can’t blame it on all bad luck
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| The way I fucked things up
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| I’ve got a heart in me, I swear
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| It’s sittin' in the back of a bar somewhere
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| Everything you’ve heard is true
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| But I can make it up to you
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I’ve got so much more than this
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| Forgive me, for everything I did
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I might die on a Saturday night
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| And wake up Sunday on the wrong side of paradise
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| I’m rehearsed and overdressed, I’m a goddamned mess
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| But I’ve got a head on me, I swear
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| It’s sittin' in the back of the bar somewhere
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| Everything you’ve heard is true
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| But I can make it up to you, yeah
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I’ve got so much more than this
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| Forgive me, for everything I did
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I’ve got so much left to be
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| I’ve got so much left in me
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| Me, me
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| I’ve got a heart in me, I swear
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| It’s sittin' in the back of a bar somewhere
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| Everything you’ve heard is true
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| Let me make it up to you
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I’ve got so much more than this
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| Forgive me, for everything I did
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| I’ve got so much love to give
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| I’ve got so much more than this
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| Forgive me, for everything I did
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| I’ve got so much love to give |