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Bright lights made you go blind, |
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Breathe harder - pretend you're all mine, |
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This love is held in flux, |
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We've changed our variables, |
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We've built these wooden miracles, |
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With bad materials and bluffs, |
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Bad bluffs. |
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And we will break our own hearts, |
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Before the other starts, |
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We will break our own hearts, |
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Before the other starts. |
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I've shocked myself again, |
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Old-fashioned modern men, |
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This love is surely cursed, |
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For now but not for long, |
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We hold our guns with armour on, |
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This love is all we've got, |
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It's all we've got. |
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And we will break our own hearts, |
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Before the other starts, |
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We will break our own hearts, |
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Before the other starts |
