i've played with love and been burned every
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time. and that's the way it goes
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as i lean close to you. it's reaching out that
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rhythm makes me sick. with head in hands and
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hands on hips. you'll never
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know what i need
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cause no words pass
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through tightened lips
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i don't ever make it easy to
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lay between my hips
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it's just a small thing
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calling down the rain
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i've tried to make it easy
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to live inside my pain
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i scoff at love and then sweat through the night
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'cause i like what i see
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i love the laugh torn from your side
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pressing on top of me
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i try to make it easy
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to live inside my brain
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it's just a small thing
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calling down the rain
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i've tried to make it easy
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to live inside my pain
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it's just the small
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things that bring
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you to mind. a
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fractured smile and
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butterfly kiss. so kiss
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me now and kiss
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me sweet. i've never
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know it to be quite
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like this. i try to
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make it easy to live
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inside your kiss
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A Fractured Smile
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