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You can tell me how he hurt you |
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I'll tell you about my past |
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Then maybe,we'll have a shot or two |
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Kiss the head, but cures the heart |
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We talk just like lovers |
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Surely more than friends |
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We don't have a common history |
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But still a lot to share |
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The comfort of a cigarette |
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is precious but cannot last |
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And the warmth from a stranger |
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sometimes's the best that you can get |
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I never meant to drag you down |
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I'm not that kind of man |
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But I'll hold you til' the morning |
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And then you'll be free again |
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Yes I'll hold you til' the morning |
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And then we'll be free again |
