We¡¯ve been down this road before
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Lost the key that fits the door
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Believing it was finally gone for good
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Here we are, the perfect pair
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In a state of disrepair
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Saying all the things we swore we never would
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And the words that mean the most
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Hang between us like a ghost
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Left unspoken
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But I
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I¡¯m gonna love you even when it hurts
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Yeah, I
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I¡¯m gonna love you
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For better or worse
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Everywhere I look around
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It seems when things break down
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It¡¯s easier to just throw them away
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But a promise left to die
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Can sometimes still surprise
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And start breathing in the morning¡¯s light of day
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And the hearts that learn to bend
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Are the only ones who mend
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When they¡¯re broken
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Chorus
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And I haven¡¯t got a clue
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Baby, any more than you
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Where we¡¯re goin¡¯
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Chorus
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Better or Worse
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| Richard Marx |
