| Falling on a dark heart
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| Tugging at the strings
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| Looking for the cure, after the sting
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| The hole is an empty one
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| No hope and no joy, no fun
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| Endless pain that heartache brings
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| Whoa, come on shorty
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| Why did you kick my heart in?
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| Why didn’t you leave before you started something new?
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| I’m gonna ride my horse into the setting sun
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| Well I want a happy ending, want to get me one
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| Find a heart that bleeds strong and true
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| So I can finally say we’re through
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| Staring out the window
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| Thinking that there must have been more
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| Trying to see the colors in the grays
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| Reaching for the bottom
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| In the bottle, in the beer, in the blaze
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| Burning my nights, wasting my days
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| Whoa, I said a
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| Whoa, come on shorty
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| Why did you kick my heart in?
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| Why didn’t you leave before you started something new?
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| I’m gonna ride my horse into the setting sun
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| Well I want a happy ending, want to get me one
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| Find a heart that bleeds strong and true
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| So I can finally say we’re through
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| Oh, roll the credits, last call, we’re done
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| Or maybe this movie has only just begun
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| Whoa, come on shorty
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| Why did you kick my heart in?
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| Why didn’t you leave before you started something new?
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| I’m gonna ride my horse into the setting sun
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| Well I want a happy ending, want to get me one
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| Find a heart that bleeds strong and true
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| I said a whoa, come on shorty
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| Why did you kick my heart in?
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| Why didn’t you leave before you started something new?
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| And I’m gonna ride my horse into the setting sun
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| Well I want a happy ending, want to get me one
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| Find a heart that bleeds strong and true
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| So I can finally say fuck you |