The lover held her love
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She begged him not to go
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The fighter wrapped his gloves
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The fighter said I know, I know, I know
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Just this one last time
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I swear you'll still be mine
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But he can't promise much
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He goes for one last touch
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Maybe we were meant to be lonely
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Maybe we were meant to be on our own
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Loneliness has always been with me
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But maybe we don't have to be all alone
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The fighter goes inside
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The doubt is creeping in
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He swings with all his might
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At all that might have been
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And she's in love with him
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But lovers don't always win
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He never even saw the swing
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She calls out his name
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Maybe we were meant to be lonely
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Maybe we were meant to be on our own
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Loneliness has always been with me
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But maybe we don't have to be all alone
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What breaks your bones
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Is not the load you're carrying
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What breaks you down
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Is all in how you carry
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The lover held her love
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She begged him not to go
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She unwrapped his gloves
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The lover said I know, I know, I know
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Kissed his trembling lips
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She touched fingertips
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But somehow they both know
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He's not coming home
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Loneliness has always been with me
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Maybe we were meant to be on our own
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But I got to try or it will destroy me
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Cause maybe we don't have to be all alone
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The Fighter
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| The Fray |
