I bruise like a peach
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I mumble when I speak
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I'm in the gutter
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Lookin' at the stars
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I've always been in love with you
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I look tough enough
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But if you hold me up to the light
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You can see my broken heart
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I've always been in love with you
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They're just paper cuts
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I'll sellotape them up
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And bandage them with cotton wool and glue
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Paper cuts
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I shouldn't beat myself up
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Over little things the way i do
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Nothing stays the same
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I wish i could remain the color
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Of the cherry blossom tree
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I've always been in love with you
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I always used to read before I went to sleep
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But now I just pass out watching TV
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I've always been in love with you
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They're just paper cuts
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I'll sellotape them up
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And bandage them
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With cotton wool and glue
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They're just paper cuts
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I shouldn't beat myself up
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Over little things the way i do
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Just be careful when you shine
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Because if you throw a light
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On something magical
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It disappears
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Paper cuts
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I'll sellotape them up
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And bandage them
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With cotton wool and glue
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They're just paper cuts
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I shouldn't beat myself up
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Over little things the way I do
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I bruise like a peach
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I mumble when I speak
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I'm in the gutter
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Lookin' at my scars
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I've always been in love with you.
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Paper Cuts
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The Boy Least Likely To |