| Once upon a time
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| My advice to you would’ve been go out and find yourself a whore
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| But I guess I’ve grown up
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| 'Cause I don’t give that kind of advice anymore
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| And I was twenty-seven
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| When I figured out that blowing my brains out wasn’t the answer
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| So I decided
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| Maybe I should find a way to make this world work out for me
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| And my good friend Paul was eighty-three
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| When he told me to love is to feel pain
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| And I thought about that a lot back then
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| And I think about that again and again
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| «To love is to feel pain»
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| There ain’t no way around it
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| The very nature of love is to grieve when it is over
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| The secret to a happy ending is knowing when to roll the credits
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| Better roll them now before something else goes wrong
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| It’s a wonderful world if you can put aside the sadness
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| And hang on to every ounce of beauty upon you
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| Better take the time to know it
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| If you feel anything at all
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| So if what you have is working for you
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| Or you think that it stands a reasonable chance
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| And if whatever’s broken seems fixable
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| And nothing’s beyond repair
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| If you still think about each other and smile
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| Before you remember how screwed up it’s gotten
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| Or maybe still dream of a time less rotten
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| Remember, it ain’t too late to take a deep breath
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| And throw yourself into it with everything you’ve got
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| It’s great to be alive
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt
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| It’s gonna be a world of hurt |