| Word is that you are mine
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| Asking me for answers that I cannot find
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| So close all the time
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| Everybody’s talking, everybody’s talking 'bout
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| How you and me are ment to be
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| Talking never gives you any guarantee
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| Word is that you are mine, and maybe
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| Maybe it is true, and maybe it’s too soon
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| And just another heartkill, the start of something new
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| Or just another heartkill
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| It came pouring down on me, I don’t need another heartkill
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| And baby it’s too soon, just another heartkill
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| Word is that we are done
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| Nobody has seen you, don’t know where you’ve gone
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| I know where, I still go there
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| Everybody’s talking, everybody’s talking 'bout
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| How I made you walk away
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| Talking doesn’t know about us anyway
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| Word is that we are done, and maybe
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| I can’t let go, I can’t give in
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| Can’t even stay somewhere inbetween
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| I let them talk, I’m doing fine
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| Word is that you are mine
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| You are mine, oh oh
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| Just another heartkill
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| Just another heartkill |