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Unwrap your heart for me |
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'Cause mint condition just means that you haven't been living |
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Who taught you to be so safe anyways? |
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A scar is just a battle wound, it tells the tale of earlier days |
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Before cold feet, cold feet |
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Can't tell you your heart won't get broken, but |
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C'mon now - throw some caution to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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You could run away scared |
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Or look it straight in the eye |
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And tell it "I don't want you coming here no more!" |
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Don't wait for its reply |
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Tell me, what are you so afraid of? |
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Skinned knees and swaying trees? |
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The world outside? Oh honey, honey, please. |
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Don't be getting cold feet, cold feet |
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Can't tell you that your heart won't get broken, but |
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C'mon now - throw some caution to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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You say "You don't know what I've been through!" |
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Why don't you tell me then, 'cause I'd really like to |
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Don't keep your heart under lock and key |
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'Cause if you do it won't find its way to me |
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To me |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |
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I'm throwing it to the wind, oh |
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I'm throwing it to the wind |