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These Wasted Words
These broken dreams are enough
To make better people give up, but not us
We soldier on like nothing's wrong
Did we think that we'd last this long? Oh no
We touch souls while walking across the coals
If we give up nothing will be good enough
If we never make love again
Will you still want to call out my name?
There is nothing left to explain
When we admit that there's no one to blame
You drove my car down the street
Thinking you would never repeat all those lies
I sat and stared into space
But all I could see was your face above mine
It's easy to hurt the one you love the most
Stay with me, we're never giving up the coast
If we never make love again
Will you still want to call out my name?
There is nothing left to explain
When we admit that there's no one but
These wasted words, never to be heard
Oh, we all pray that there's more to life than love
If we never make love again
Will you still want to call out my name?
There is nothing left to explain
When we admit that there's no one to blame
No one to blame
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No one to blame
When we admit that there's no one to blame
There is nothing left to explain
Will you still want to call out my name?
If we never make love again
Oh, we all pray that there's more to life than love
These wasted words, never to be heard
When we admit that there's no one but
There is nothing left to explain
Will you still want to call out my name?
If we never make love again
Stay with me, we're never giving up the coast
It's easy to hurt the one you love the most
But all I could see was your face above mine
I sat and stared into space
Thinking you would never repeat all those lies
You drove my car down the street
When we admit that there's no one to blame
There is nothing left to explain
Will you still want to call out my name?
If we never make love again
If we give up nothing will be good enough
We touch souls while walking across the coals
Did we think that we'd last this long? Oh no
We soldier on like nothing's wrong
To make better people give up, but not us
These broken dreams are enough
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