Oh my heart can’t carry much more
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It’s really, really aching and soar
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My heart don’t care anymore
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I really can’t bear more
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My hands don’t work like before
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I shiver and I scrape at your door
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My heart can’t carry much more
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But you couldn’t care less
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Could you
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Your face don’t look like before
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It’s really not like yours anymore
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Your eyes don’t like me no more
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They quiver and they shift to the floor
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My heart don’t beat like before
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It’s never been this lone
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No my blood don’t flow anymore
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And you couldn’t care less
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Could you
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Could we stop and sleep for a spare
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We can turn this stitch into a ware
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And send that old devil back to hell
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But we don’t care do we
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Baby let’s stop and sleep for a spare
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We can turn this stitch into a ware
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And send that old devil back to hell
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Your back’s not straight like before
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You really shouldn’t care in me no more
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I’m much too heavy for you
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I’m really quite a mess, yes
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We just don’t care anymore
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We’re cricket and were cut to the core
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We’re just not there anymore
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But we really don’t care do we
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No, we couldn’t care less
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We couldn’t care less
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Could we?
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Couldn't Care Less
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Cardigans |