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She doesn't think she can love |
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She felt the fire but the fire never burned hot enough |
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Her heart is covered in dust |
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And that ain't easy |
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They say true love doesn't judge |
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Her past is present, and it's whispering you're never enough |
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She doesn't know who to trust |
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And that ain't easy, when you're looking for love, no it ain't easy |
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And when she promenades into the dark |
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I let her run 'cause she never gets far |
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Until she turns around back into my arms |
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And we're dancing in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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Oh we're dancing in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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She was stuck in a rut |
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Had felt desire, but desire only gave her a rush |
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She was unlucky in lust |
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And that ain't easy |
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The walls are crumbling now |
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She's telling secrets that a healing heart could only allow |
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Just trying to figure it out |
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But that ain't easy, when you're young and in love, no it ain't easy |
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So she promenades into the dark |
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I let her run 'cause she never gets far |
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Until she turns around back into my arms |
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And we're dancing in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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Oh we're dancing in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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I wasn't looking for love |
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I felt the fire but the fire never burned hot enough |
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My heart was covered in rust |
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From the ups and downs, I've come around, I know we can love |
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But she promenades into the dark |
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Every time the going gets hard |
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But I call her back into my arms |
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To take a dance in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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So we're dancing in the ballroom of our broken hearts |
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Take a chance in the ballroom of our broken |
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Hearts |
