gold ring
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my heart string
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I have nothing
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but a gold ring
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I took a pastel picture
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my head was in a jar
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and I know just where she keeps it
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to keep her friends this close
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there's a crack in the crystal glass
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and I know that this will all pass
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She took it apart with a piece of the picture
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now I can't get back to that place
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and I know that when she sees it
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she keeps her friends this close
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there's a crack in the crystal glass
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and it holds the memories of our past
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gold ring
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my heart string
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I am nothing
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but an old dream
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Pathetic Justice
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