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Paint my picture if you must, |
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Please remember to be kind. |
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'Cause darling, your broken heart was never on my mind. |
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Paint me with a building heart |
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Like some cruel valentine |
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But darling, your broken heart was never on my mind. |
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And when you feel the clash, and you don't want me around, |
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Could you endure the rasp as kisses filled with fibreglass rain down |
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Heavy as a hummingbird |
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But more difficult to find |
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Well darling, your broken heart was never on my mind. |
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Clumsy as a ragtime clown |
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Or a dancing Frankenstein |
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Well darling, your broken heart was never on my mind |
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So pull this canvas down beneath that angry moon |
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As you endure the sound of one more singer singing out of tune. |
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Out of tune. |
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So paint my picture, well, if you must |
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Not forgetting to be kind |
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Cause darling, your broken heart was never on my mind |
