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we both lie silently still |
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In the dead of the night |
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Although we both lie close together |
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We feel miles apart inside |
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Was it something i said or something i did |
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Did my words not come out right |
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Though i tried not to hurt you |
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Though i tried |
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But i guess that's why they say |
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Every rose has its thorn |
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Just like every night has its dawn |
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Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song |
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Every rose has its thorn |
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Yeah it does |
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I listen to our favorite song |
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Playing on the radio |
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Hear the dj say loves a game of easy come and |
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Easy go |
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But i wonder does he know |
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Has he ever felt like this |
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And i know that you'd be here right now |
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If i could have let you know somehow |
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I guess |
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Every rose has its thorn |
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Just like every night has its dawn |
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Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song |
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Every rose has its thorn |
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Though it's been a while now |
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I can still feel so much pain |
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Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals |
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But the scar, that scar remains |
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I know i could have saved a love that night |
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If i'd known what to say |
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Instead of makin' love |
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We both made our separate ways |
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But now i hear you found somebody new |
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And that i never meant that much to you |
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To hear that tears me up inside |
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And to see you cuts me like a knife |
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I guess |
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Every rose has its thorn |
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Just like every night has its dawn |
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Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song |
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Every rose has its thorn |