You have taken the heart of me
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And left just a part of me,
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And look, look, look what you've done.
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Well, you took all the best of me,
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So come get the rest of me,
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And look back, finish what you've begun.
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There is some one you ought to meet;
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It's me, Mister Incomplete.
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Look, at what I've become.
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For it's due to the lack of you
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That I'm now only half of two.
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Look back, finish what you've begun.
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Come and sit by my side
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Where there's nothing to hide.
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You will try to decide what you needed;
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But from where I stand today,
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I can't think of the way
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Or the words that I might say
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That will change your mind and make you stay.
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Oh, no, not for all the times I've pleaded.
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Look, look, look what you've done.
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You have taken the best of me,
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So come get the rest of me,
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And look back; finish what you've begun.
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I'll be done.
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Look What You've Done
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