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Speak softly |
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Sometimes words can land so hard |
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Come near me |
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We don't even have to talk |
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The practice of breaking hearts |
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Can become |
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Something all around |
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And then the look on your face |
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What you're saying |
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Ain't light to trace |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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Get in line with the brokenhearted |
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Oh oh |
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Yet you know it's going to hurt |
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That's the way the whole thing started |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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And so we'll see |
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It's the pressures of our words |
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And we'll long through |
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We'll long through |
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All our |
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Faith and consolation |
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If added up the pleasures and pain |
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Can equal shares |
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Of things unsaid |
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Some things we'll have to be right about |
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While we're so cruel to ourselves |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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Get in a line with the brokenhearted |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Yet you know it's going to hurt |
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That's the way the whole thing started |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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But tell this thing you lose |
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You love him baby |
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We just need a little time |
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Even if it takes forever |
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To mend this heart |
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Mend this heart of yours |
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And this heart of mine |
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Oh you know it's gonna hurt |
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Get in a line with the brokenhearted |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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You know it's going to hurt |
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That's the way the whole thing started |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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That's the way the whole thing started |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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What becomes of the brokenhearted |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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Yours and mine |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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Just need a little time |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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And the healing baby |
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You know it's gonna hurt |
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You know it's going to hurt |
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Oh oh oh oh oh |
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That's the way the whole thing started |
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You know it's gonna hurt. |
