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Is that all there is to a name, a lost and childish heart. |
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There's nothing you give that's not dangerous or cold. |
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Is that there is to a game, a game of broken hearts. |
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There is no easy way to the lesson you must learn. |
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It seems so easy for you to turn your heart off and on. |
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It's no matter who is right or who is wrong. |
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Is that all there is to a face, a bit of sadness there to hide. |
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Your fears compel you to hide it all inside. |
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It seems so easy for you to turn your heart off and on, |
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It's no matter who is right or who is wrong. |
