| If I gave myself to someone else
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| Would it hurt just a little less?
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| Maybe then I’d get some well deserved rest
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| If I gave myself to someone else
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| You chose to torture yourself
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| Clung on to everything I left
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| Let’s give it a go that’s what you said
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| Or give me something like your best
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| I never liked all the colours in this place
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| No I never liked to wait
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| And if I gave myself up to someone else
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| It might just make it easier to forget
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| What was said
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| Wouldn’t mean that I love you less
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| And though youth is still on our side
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| It’s just no use to me this time
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| If I gave myself up to someone else
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| I miss these corners that we found
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| There’s certain streets I won’t go down
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| And though these rooms still make the very same sound
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| I’m not sure where I should sit down
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| And if I gave myself up to someone else
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| It might just make it easier to forget
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| What was said
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| Wouldn’t mean that I love you less
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| And though youth is still on our side
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| It’s just no use to me this time
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| If I gave myself up to someone else
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| I never liked all the colors in this place
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| I never liked all the sounds the city makes
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| No I never liked to wait
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| And if I gave myself up to someone else
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| It might just make it easier to forget
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| What was said
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| Wouldn’t that mean I love you less
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| And though youth is still on our side
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| It’s just no use to me this time
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| If I gave myself up to someone else
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| If I gave myself to someone else
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| Would it hurt just a little less |