| Everybody’s trying to mend a broken heart
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| Buy a little bit of love and try to start
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| Sew your secrets up with cotton and with string
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| Teach yourself little recipes and things to say
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| I’m not like that, it’s not like that
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| I don’t hurt like they do, but
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| But oh you like that, yes you like that
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| Yes, you need somebody too
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| We put on Navy suits and march and keep in line
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| And laugh at all the silly people out of time
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| We count the minutes till we heal it with our wine
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| We climb in bed with pretty strangers and we cry, oh, oh, oh
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| I’m not like that, I’m not like that
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| I don’t wanna hurt like they do
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| They find it hard to be alone
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| Like everyone else that we know
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| And when our heads hurt in the dark
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| We look for beautiful remarks
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| We find it hard to be alone
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| Like every one else that we know
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| We get our heads hurt in the dark
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| We need some beautiful remarks
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| Yes, we do
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| We hang up photographs of people that we love
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| And when we glance at them we think, «Well that’s enough»
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| But when our mothers call we’re busy doing stuff
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| We’ll get back to them when things start clearing up oh, oh, oh
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| I’m not like that, It’s not like that
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| I don’t hurt like they do
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| It’s not like that, yes it’s like that
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| Yes, you need somebody too
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| You’re just like that, yeah it’s like that
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| Yeah, you need somebody too
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| Oh, you like that, yes you like that
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| Yes, you need somebody too |