| The door to my heart was open
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| Open wide much wider than wide
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| (I said the door was open)
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| And I had been praying and hoping
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| That your love would come walking inside
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| I should have locked my heart
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| I should have thrown away the key
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| Instead I let you walk on through
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| I thought your love was true
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| But it was misery
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| Ooh, heartaches, heartbreaks
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| That’s all I’ve known
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| Misery makes my heart its home
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| (I said the door was open, it was wide open)
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| My heart had room inside
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| And to fill it with love I was willing
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| I wanted it to be occupied
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| By a love that was strong and fulfilling
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| I should have shut you out
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| Detained you with a strong defence
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| Instead my heart gave shelter to
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| A love I felt was true
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| In every sense
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| Don’t you know that
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| Heartaches, heartbreaks
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| That’s all I’ve known
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| Misery makes my heart its home
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| (My heart had room inside now, it had room inside)
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| Now I’ve cried a river
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| No it’s more like a sea
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| Tears flow by the thousand
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| Since my heart is housing this misery
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| Misery
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| Let me tell you about
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| Heartaches, heartbreaks
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| That’s all I’ve known
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| Misery makes my heart its home
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| Heartaches, heartbreaks
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| That’s all I’ve known
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| Misery makes my heart its home
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| Heartbreaks
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| That’s all I’ve known
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| Misery makes my heart its home |