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Chorus |
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She's got this journal filled |
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With all her black ink guilt |
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And love is the only thing keeping her alive |
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She's got her mind made up |
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That all she needs is love |
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Her heart is the only thing helping her decide |
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To breathe again, to breathe again |
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Verse 1 |
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And when she's tired she doesn't sleep |
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A week since I've seen her eat |
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She's skin and bones, she's beautiful |
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No matter what |
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I wish I could help her see |
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She means the world to me |
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But the world, it doesn't mean much to her |
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Chorus |
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Bridge |
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I'll be there to split your lips |
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Like when the ice berg hits |
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And the ship has to break apart |
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Show its teeth and smile |
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Chorus |
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She's got this journal filled |
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With all her black ink guilt |
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And love is the only thing keeping her alive |
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She's got her mind made up |
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That all she needs is love |
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And she'll breathe again |
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And she'll breathe again |
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And she'll breathe again |
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She'll breathe again, again |
