| Settle down for a moment, 'cause your heart is beating hard
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| Baby, you’ve been my lover, and I told you from the start
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| Better no promises, and I’ll do you no harm
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| But you’re keen on the question I tell you not to pop
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| But maybe it’s been a hurting, it’s been hurting from the start
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| Do you not coping, then tear it apart
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| Never wanted it this way
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| Oh baby, I’m dying, I’m crying over it
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| Maybe you feel it too, oh baby, I’m blue
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| A barren winter came over and your mood was like a fire
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| Seven years and a summer, and you still sit there and cry
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| You’re better without me, and you’re one of a kind
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| If I knew that December should bring a silent part
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| Shaded truth and partisan between disperated lines
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| Truly now drifting alone in the dark
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| Never wanted it this way
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| Oh baby, I’m dying, I’m crying over it
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| Maybe you feel it too, oh baby, I’m blue
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| Well, it’s over and a letter is flying high
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| Out the window to catch a hand of thine
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| Could the founder release its bloody words
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| Scream the anger and sorrow of a girl
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| But you’re keen on the question I tell you not to pop
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| But maybe it’s been a hurting, it’s been hurting from the start
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| Do you not coping, then tear it apart
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| Never wanted it this way
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| Oh baby, I’m dying, I’m crying over it
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| Maybe you feel it too, oh baby, I’m blue
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| Maybe you feel it too, baby, I’m blue |