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Oh woah oh woah ohhh

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we're all creature of habit we spill all our tragic thought in their 
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little black boxes turn out love switches off
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 in the morning when freedom is calling and all they can hear are the sounds of their have's and have nots

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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear 
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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear
 
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don't give all your hearts give all your bullets they hurt less when they throw them back at you
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 hope less romantics come on hope a little less romantic 

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he never smiles when he's laughing but god there the passion 
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you feel when he's gasping 
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we sleep with the monster we make the evening 
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when curse have meaning and every demons just don't mock their angles mistakes 

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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear 
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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear

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don't give all your hearts give all your bullets they hurt less when they throw them back at you
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 hope less romantics come on hope a little less romantic 
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don't give all your hearts give all your bullets they hurt less when they throw them back at you
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 hope less romantics come on hope a little less romantic 
 
duhdudhud 
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so plead those wrist and purse those lips its never getting any better than this 
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I'm a fire its so tragic its not that dramatic the snow keep you rolling that wayy

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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear 
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they'll break you ten ways to sunday 
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and eleven to monday my dear

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don't give all your hearts give all your bullets you'll never feel the trigger if its you that pulls it 
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 hope less romantics come on hope a little less romantic 
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don't give all your hearts give all your bullets  throw bullets when they throw them back at you 
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they're surging them past you but as least love you still have your heart 

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at least you'll still have your heart    
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hope less romantic 
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come on hope a little less romantics
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hope a little less romantics