I have a friend
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She's just a friend
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I tried to comfort and defend
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I gave her what you might call advice
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But nothing like that comes without a price
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The rumour was a cruel surprise
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And she dissolved before my eyes
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I offered my hand and hers and mine entwined
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I thought about back then when I wished that she had been mine
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There's no use in shedding any tears
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He's no good to you the way he is
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He's beyond forgiving and believing
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Half of his heart is torn like paper
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It's sweet as the syrup from the maple
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But that's not the part of him you're leaving
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In time they're bound to wonder why
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It's just a thrill you can't deny
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I offered my shoulder right away
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Now people will talk about what I can't say
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And yet the whispers still persist
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They're getting harder to resist
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How am I supposed to stop loving you now I've begun?
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And I'm sorry for what I might do more than what I have done
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There's no use in shedding any tears
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He's no good to you the way he is
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He's beyond forgiving and believing
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Half of his heart is filled with pain
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That's sweet as a lick of sugarcane
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But that's not the part of him you're leaving
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Love is a many splintered thing
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That only cuts roses and ribbons that cling
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But that's not the part of him you're leaving
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That's Not The Part Of Him
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Elvis Costello |