| The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
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| Stop me and steal my breath
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| Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
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| Never revealing their depth
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| Tell me that we belong together
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| Dress it up with the trappings of love
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| I’ll be captivated, I’ll hang from your lips
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| Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
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| I’ll be your cryin' shoulder
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| I’ll be love suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m older
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| I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
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| As we lie awake in my bed
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| You’re my survival, you’re my living proof
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| My love is alive and not dead
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| Tell me that we belong together
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| Dress it up with the trappings with love
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| I’ll be captivated, I’ll hang from your lips
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| Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
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| I’ll be your cryin' shoulder
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| I’ll be love suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m older
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| I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
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| I’ve dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
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| Tuned in, turned on, remembered the thing you said
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| I’ll be your cryin' shoulder
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| I’ll be love suicide
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| I’ll be better when I’m older
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| I’ll be the greatest fan of your life |