| Vers1.
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| He pushed the gun to her head,
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| he abused her in her bed.
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| She was cold, so afraid,
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| no one believed in what she said.
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| She was home all alone,
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| she tried to flight to fix her wounds.
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| But there he stood this evil guy,
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| tried to scare her with his eyes.
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| Ref.
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| Emily was scared to death,
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| couldn’t even catch her breath.
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| She was way too far from fine,
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| Sir Joey’s bloody valentine.
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| Vers2.
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| He put a knife against her throat,
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| tried to take off all her clothes.
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| She shot her fist to his head,
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| had a hope he would be dead.
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| He took her hand to his skin,
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| he would never let her win.
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| He filled her belly full with booze,
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| he never stopped to abuse.
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| Ref.
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| Emily was scared to death,
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| couldn’t even catch her breath.
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| She was way too far from fine,
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| Sir Joey’s bloody valentine.
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| Sir Joey’s bloody valentine.
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| Sir Joey’s fuckin' valentine.
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| Vers1.
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| She’s a victim,
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| of this misery.
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| She is bleeding,
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| fast and eternally.
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| She’s alone now,
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| wants to suicide.
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| With her broken heart,
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| it’s hard to decide.
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| Ref.
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| Coming out in the middle of the night,
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| she’s alone, she is licking her wounds.
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| Ending up in a bloody fight,
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| falling down to the cold, hard ground.
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| Vers2.
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| She’s a drinker,
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| she smokes cigarettes.
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| She is stoned,
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| she can only see silhouettes.
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| She’s not alright,
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| a drug user.
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| Her ex-boyfriend,
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| always abused her.
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| Ref. |
| x2
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| Coming out in the middle of the night,
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| she’s alone, she is licking her wounds.
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| Ending up in a bloody fight,
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| falling down to the cold, hard ground.
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| Falling down to the cold, hard ground.
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| Falling down to the cold, hard ground.
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| He’s alone now,
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| he’s alone now.
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| Runs around, doing things that are not allowed.
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| He’s alone now,
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| he’s alone now.
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| Runs around, doing things that are not allowed.
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| Vers1.
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| Running faster,
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| 'til the break of dawn.
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| He is brainless,
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| and he is all alone.
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| He’s a punker,
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| got no family.
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| He’s alone,
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| and he runs 'til the break of day.
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| Vers2.
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| Sentimental,
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| so emotional.
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| Running on,
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| 'til he sees his own funeral.
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| Running faster,
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| 'til the break of dawn.
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| He is brainless,
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| and he is all alone.
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| Vers3.
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| Running faster,
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| 'til the break of dawn.
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| He is brainless,
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| and he is all alone.
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| He’s a punker,
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| got no family.
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| He’s alone,
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| and he runs 'til the break of day.
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| Ref.
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| He’s alone now,
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| he’s alone now.
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| Runs around, doing things that are not allowed.
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| He’s alone now,
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| he’s alone now.
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| Runs around, doing things that are not allowed.
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| Vers1.
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| She fell asleep in a bar,
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| lost her money and her car.
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| She didn’t know where she was,
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| all alone, confused and lost.
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| She felt so bad, hoped for a call,
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| she saw graffiti on the walls.
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| Her name was written with the blood,
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| of a woman who was shot.
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| In the city of broken hearts.
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| Ref. |
| x2
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| Joey ripped her heart out,
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| with his hands, broke it in halves.
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| She was left without a doubt,
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| she couldn’t live with all the scars.
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| (In the city of broken hearts.)
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| Vers2.
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| Pain in all her body parts,
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| in the city of broken hearts.
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| She couldn’t stand upon her feet,
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| there was no doubt that this was it.
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| She felt so bad, hoped for a call,
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| she saw graffiti on the walls.
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| Her name was written with the blood,
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| of a woman who was shot.
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| In the city of broken hearts.
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| Ref. |
| x2
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| Joey ripped her heart out,
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| with his hands, broke it in halves.
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| She was left without a doubt,
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| she couldn’t live with all the scars.
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| (In the city of broken hearts.)
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| Bridge.
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah. |
| The city of broken hearts.
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah. |
| The city of broken hearts.
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah. |
| The city of broken hearts.
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah.
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| Vers1.
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| She ran away, he searched around,
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| she was lost but never found.
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| She was abused, he’s not excused,
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| she was tired of being used.
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| Ref.
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| How he regrets what he has done,
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| now he’s upset and she is gone.
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| He’s coming back to look around,
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| just to see she’s safe and sound.
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| Vers2.
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| He lost the girl, she’s out of sight,
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| he thinks about her every night.
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| He ripped her body into parts,
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| he even broke her little heart.
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| Ref. |
| x3
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| How he regrets what he has done,
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| now he’s upset and she is gone.
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| He’s coming back to look around,
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| just to see she’s safe and sound.
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| Outtro.
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| Bloody, bloody valentine,
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| love victim on the run.
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| City of the broken hearts,
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| lost, but lost, but never found. |