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She didn't cry because she hated to walk away, |
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She's not afraid of getting hurt, |
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She's not pushing you away, |
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Yeah, I guess you could say, |
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And we can't hide it anymore, |
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It's been awhile since I last talked to you, |
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You know she'll wait for you, |
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I guess if I was more like her, |
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You took a chance on a bruised and beaten heart, |
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I should've held onto my pride, |