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One day I didn't have a care |
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Except my picture in the mirror and the color of my hair |
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I sang along to records about tomorrow |
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Now my hands are worn, my clothes are torn |
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A few of my dreams have been met with scorn |
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And I don't have too much time left to borrow |
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But still I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before |
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Love you like I've never been hurt before |
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Love you like I've never been hurt, |
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Wanna start all over and know what it's worth |
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Love you like I've never been hurt before |
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Your stubborn independence |
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Reminds me of myself |
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It doesn't make a lot of sense |
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It isn't very good for health |
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I know you want to be alone |
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But I sure like talking on the phone |
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And I've finally left my carry-on bag behind me |
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Yeah I'm going to love you like I've never been hurt before |
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Love you like I've never been hurt before |
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Love you like I've never been hurt |
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We can start all over and know what it's worth |
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I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before |
