I wanted to tell you what it was
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But I was afraid
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I wanted to tell you it was love
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But I was ashamed
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I wanted to know
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I wanted to see
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I wanted the same as anyone
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But all that you love
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And all that you need
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Are more than could come from anyone
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And the worst part is having no idea
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The worst part is having no idea she said to me
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I wanted to tell her everything
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But then it was gone as soon as it came
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How did it change
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What did you see
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And did I just get it wrong
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Cause the worst part is having no idea
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The worst part is having no idea
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And I don? know what to tell you
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cause I don? know what you think
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if it means a thing to you
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then I hope that you come through
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because the worst part is having no idea
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Worst Part
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Breaking Pangaea |