I felt the fall on my breast
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At the bottom of my stomach
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She put my hand on her chest
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While she looked into my eyes
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You rescued me
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And called up these words in threes
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And you know I can't forget it
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And 10 months on you liberate truth
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See, I was wrong on how I hate you
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And it's the worst thing that I did
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When I read through you
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You weren't translated
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So I looked up love in the Yellow Pages
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So I'd be free from it
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See, all this truth sparks lies in me
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Just to demonstrate, aggravate sympathy
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The key is just to ignore
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Even if this time has made me unsure
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And 12 months on I'm back in my mood
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See, I got drunk and said I loved you
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And it's the worst thing that I did
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When I read through you
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You weren't translated
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So I looked up love in the Yellow Pages
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So I'd be free from it
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Yellow Pages
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| Ed Sheeran |
