| Melody Maker, why didn’t she,
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| take my heart up to the skies,
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| only to brake me.
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| The world is.
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| It keeps spinning,
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| but I’m not with it,
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| I’m all alone.
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| Oh, Melody Maker, would you,
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| send me a light, or lend me,
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| some of your time so that I can see,
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| That would be broken wings
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| And if you need me,
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| remember not to come.
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| Did you deceive me,
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| with your back against the wall?
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| Do you believe me?
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| All I have is love.
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| Why did you deceive me? |
| Ha!
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| Distance, that I’m breaking the wall.
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| Too young to remember it,
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| too hard to forget you know,
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| I live my life on the end of your cigarette.
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| The past is gone.
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| Let’s not forget as because,
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| down the sky before you let me in.
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| You never really let me in!
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| So next time you need me,
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| remember not to come.
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| Did you deceive me,
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| with your back against the wall?
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| Do you believe me?
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| All I have is love, for you!
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| Why did you deceive me? |
| Ha!
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| Distance, that I’m breaking the wall… |