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You're a canary, I'm a coal mine, 'Cause sorrow is just all the rage. Take one for the team. You all know what I mean. And I'm so sorry, But not really. Tell the boys where to find my body. New York eyes, Chicago thighs, Pushed up the window to kiss you off. The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do, To you. The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do, To you. Do you remember the way, I held your hand, Under the lamppost, And ran, Ohh, this way so many times, I could close my eyes. The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do, To you. The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do, To you. The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do... The truth hurts worse, Than anything I could bring myself to do, To you. The truth… The truth… Ohhh… |