| When my heart doesn’t beat anymore
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| And my body’s cold
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| You will walk, dressed in black, to my door
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| And the bells will toll
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| You use my love like an open vein
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| Just when I thought it would heal
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| Back you came
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| Seeing you again for the first time
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| Tryna look ahead and not behind
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| Raging as you do against the tide
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| Knowing that you’re his instead of mine
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| Getting used to being hurt again
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| Every day’s closer to the end
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| Holding back the tears I need to cry
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| Waiting to breathe for the last time
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| Yeah, that’s how it feels to be alive
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| That’s how it feels to be alive
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| At my grave, they did say one last verse
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| 'Bout the new love that you found
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| And I lay in the rain by the church
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| And they lured me into the ground
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| You stole my heart as your souvenir
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| Thought that you would never come back
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| But now you’re here
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| Seeing you again for the first time
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| Tryna look ahead and not behind
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| Raging as you do against the tide
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| Knowing that you’re his instead of mine
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| Getting used to being hurt again
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| Every day’s closer to the end
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| Holding back the tears I need to cry
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| Waiting to breathe for the last time
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| Yeah, that’s how it feels to be alive
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| Yeah, that’s how it feels to be alive
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| Yeah, that’s how it feels to be alive
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| (Outside waiting in the cold again)
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| (I'm outside waiting to be held again)
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| Yeah, that’s how it feels to be alive
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| (Outside standing on my own again)
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| That’s how it feels to be alive |