She's got all my dreams
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I've got these broken things
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And they always disagree
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But if there's one real thing
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You would choose to believe
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Just don't lose your faith in me
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She's got broken things
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Where her heart should be
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And I keep rolling them over in my hand
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Make my voice brand new
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I give it all to you
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And I'll never speak again
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Lord I've been trading places with the ghost in me
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And it's starting to make me sick
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But if there's one real thing I could choose to believe
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Just a little hope would do the trick
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She's got broken things
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Where her heart should be
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But I can tell there are moments
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When I'm really getting through
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Make my voice brand new
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I give it all to you
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And I'll never speak again
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Show me a magazine with all her fancy things
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And all the boys wet dreams if you think this way easy
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You're wrong
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Ohhhh... And now it's time
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Lemme see you smile
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Let me see it
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She's got broken things
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Where her heart should be
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And I keep rolling it over in my hand
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If you heart is true then I'll be with you
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Cuz it's you that I adore
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And we both know I loved you more
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You're Dead Wrong
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Mayday Parade |