And the light you gave
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You took away when you were gone
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It's a war that can't be won
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With fists or talk or money
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And there's no escape
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But I'd better stop complaining now
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I guess because
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Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
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Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
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And the night you came
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You won me all and all
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And the better part of everything
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Was born to run
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And the price of fame
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Is that they love you when you're gone
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But I better stop complaining now
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It's useless because
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Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
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Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
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Sad Songs
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The Frames |