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Brick by brick |
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We built a house |
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And then we broke it down |
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Word for word we meant to hurt |
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And then we killed the sound |
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Well it starts with a joke |
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And then it goes up in smoke |
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And leaves us wondering how |
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And no one knows that's all she wrote |
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Well at least for now |
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We're building a fire |
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Warm up in its arms |
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Tears are like diamonds |
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Nothing is ever good enough for ya |
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We're building a fire |
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Warm up in its arms |
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Flames are the liars |
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Nothing here is ever good enough |
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Nothing here is ever good enough for love |
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And brick by brick we built a house |
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In this crazy town |
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And word for word you make love or get hurt |
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I won't back down |
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And it starts with a kiss |
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Did it end up like this |
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Shit I'm running round |
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It goes to show you never will know |
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What life's about what life's about |
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We're building a fire |
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Warm up in its arms |
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Tears are like diamonds |
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Nothing is ever good enough for ya |
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We're building a fire |
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Warm up in its arms |
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Flames are the liars |
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Nothing here |
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Stone by stone we make a home |
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Just to stroll around maybe for a while |
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Close together and still alone |
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It's quite the life or quite a lie |
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Oh we're building a wall right before our eyes |
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Close together and still alone |
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We're building a fire |
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To warm up in its arms |
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Tears are like diamonds |
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Cause nothing here is ever good enough for ya |
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We're building a fire |
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Warm up in its arms |
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Flames are the liars |
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Nothing here is ever good enough for ya |
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Building a fire here |
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We warm up in its arms |
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Tears are like diamonds |
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Nothing here is ever good enough |
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Nothing here is ever good enough for love |
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Nothing here is ever good enough good enough for love |