I don¡¯t want to tell you what I¡¯ve seen
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Some things you would not believe
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I¡¯ve seen hate pull apart the good things God¡¯s laid in our hearts
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I got it all just a little late
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So easily things go out of date
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Tears, tears from my broken heart
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They lead you to believe, ya they lead you to believe
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Tears, tears from my broken heart
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They lead you to believe
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Could they lead you to believe?
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They say home is where the heart is
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But what about me?
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I¡¯ve been handing out pieces since I was three
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Everyone should have a place to lay their head down
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All those things I said I¡¯d never tell You
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I bet You could tell me what they are cause You know me
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Ya You know everything and You can see everyone
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Everything
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Broken Hearts
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Red Umbrella |