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It's difficult to love you |
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When you do the things you do |
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Time and time again |
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And when I try to play it wrong |
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You turn from smooth |
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You play it rough once again |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry again |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry again |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry |
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Saturday, same old story |
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Sunday mornings wounded glory repeats again |
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And every day a dream is born |
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Is counted by a love thats torn, deep again |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry again |
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And the tears roll by |
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You make me cry again |
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You make me cry |
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And you make me cry |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry again |
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Tide? that turns me into this ocean |
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Subsides again |
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So high and so dry |
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With this bitter emotion lies again |
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You make me cry |
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You make me cry |
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And you make me cry |
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Stop making me cry |
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Stop making me cry |
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And you make me cry |