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Well have some heart and hold it to your chest

 We weren't in love we were too young

 We throw our words around as if they were not gold, well they are

Oh maybe some day I will be something more,

 Real with arms and legs so I can walk away and stay away forever and some

more, some more

Ill stick around to watch this town fall down to its knees

You can pray the day that you hope is coming around real soon

I will run and stay away in a place that I don't know well of

You can choose a different son you will soon love

Well here are the reasons that hurt me the most

 Call of the search I'm coming home

 People lie once but not on the third

 Not without reason, not for a girl

The names will vary, the names they may change

But the game, the game it stays the same

We'll love, we want the ones that we will grow to hate, to hate

 Its just so ohh no-o, ohh no-o ohh no-o n-noooo, ohh no-o n-nooo ohhh

Well maybe some day ill deserves something more

A home in which I will turn to grow

A plant, the seed so we can become something more, something more

Stick around to watch this town fall down to its knees

You can pray the day that you hope is coming around real soon

I will run and stay away in a place that I don't know well of

You can choose a different son you will soon love

Oh here are the reasons that hurt me the most

Call of the search she's coming home

People lie once but not on the third

Not without reason, not for a girl

There you go

Enjoy!

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