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That morning was so cold, awoke and felt so cold |
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The story that you told but time could not defend |
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This cry without an end, the worst was to pretend |
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Hearts torn away |
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How could you say? |
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Didn't you care about the games that you played? |
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The frost upon the grass, then pane of broken glass |
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The hurt that came to pass, you left me mystified |
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Your careless wail of sighs, at least you might have tried |
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But every now and then you cross my heart again |
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Oh, how could you pretend to love me? |
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Hearts torn away |
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How could you say that you loved me? |
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Didn't you care 'bout the games that you played? |
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To love me |
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Hearts torn away |
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How could you say that you loved me? |
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Didn't you care 'bout the games that you played? |
