All I have about the way things go,
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I don't know, I just don't know,
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Make up some simple lies,
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And compromise how I live,
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'Cause either way,
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I'll break your heart someday,
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But leaving you's the last thing on my mind,
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So when I go, baby kiss real slow,
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So I don't forget to make my way back home,
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When I go,
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Sail away on a wayward ship
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With candy lips in my grip,
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Cheap perfume, it never lies,
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And I can't supply any good alibis,
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'Cause either way, I'll break your heart someday,
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But leaving you's the last thing on my mind,
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So when I go, baby kiss real slow,
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So I don't forget to make my way back home,
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When I go,
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Well I'll miss you in the winter,
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Your friends say I should listen,
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But can't you see I've loved you all along?
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Well if america don't like me,
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You can say I finally became a man,
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Who only likes a gun,
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Shoot anyone, shoot anyone...
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'Cause either way, I'll break your heart someday
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And leaving you's the last thing on my mind
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So when I go, baby kiss real slow,
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So I don't forget to make my way back home
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When I go,
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Oh when I go,
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Either Way, I'll Break Your Heart Someday
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| Augustana |
