| My girl could break my heart
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| And tear my soul apart, but I Couldn’t see myself living in a world
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| Without her
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| She’s a tear, she’s a scream
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| Takes me high, but my worst dream
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| Could I survive living in a world
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| Without her?
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| As my mother said open the door
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| I didn’t want to be that boy
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| All my friends told me I’d pull through
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| But all that’s said and all that’s done
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| Won’t persuade me that I’m wrong
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| I know I’d die living in a world
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| Without her
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| All my hopes and all my dreams
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| Rest with her, or so it seems
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| I never want to see the world
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| Without her
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| She’s a saint, she’s a clown
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| Picks me up when I’m down
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| There’d be so much missing from the world
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| Without her
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| Tangled up in falling vines
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| She took my hand, I know she’s mine
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| Pickin' up the pieces of the past
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| Well, I awoke before the dawn
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| Dreamed we’d fought and she had gone
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| Now I know how it feels
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| Without her
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| An empty club, when we first met
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| Sharing our last cigarette
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| How could I have lived in a world
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| Without her
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| The sweetest girl I ever had
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| She’s the best, she must be mad
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| There’s no way I would live in a world
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| Without her
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| We walked four miles to get back home
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| Through the crowds we walked alone
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| She told me all about her last stand
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| The sun came up and lit the scene
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| She looked so fine, so I see
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| There’s no way I’m living in a world
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| Without her |