| 'Cause my arms would die without your hands to live
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| And your arms will lie parallel to his
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| And I won’t be fooled as long as I don’t hear
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| That you have been whispering
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| Sweet nothings in his ear
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| And one of these days he’ll screw up
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| And oh, you’ll question the love
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| And I will be waiting there for you
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| To wander back
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| 'Cause you deserve more than that
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| 'Cause you deserve more than that
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| You’ll pardon his thinking
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| All the fights he dragged you through
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| And I learned of his shortcomings
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| When I got to lie with you
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| The ways that we differ
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| And ways you can begin
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| To bring back the green in your eyes
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| The sadness from your skin
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| And one of these days you’ll grow up
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| And oh, you’ll question a love
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| That never fulfilled you from the start
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| It won’t take long to mend a broken heart
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| Deserves more than that
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| 'Cause it deserves more than that
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| You’ll wait for a break
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| Then the morning comes
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| And it feels like a burning
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| Burning touch of the sun
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| It feels like broken glass
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| The shot of a gun
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| And one of these days he’ll screw up
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| And oh, you’ll question the love
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| And I will be waiting there for you
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| To wander back
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| And one of these days you’ll grow up
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| And oh, you’ll question a love
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| It never fulfilled you from the start
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| It won’t take long to mend a broken heart
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| 'Cause you deserve more than that
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| You deserve more than that
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| You deserve more than that |