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She sits silently, crumbled on the kitchen floor
The latest casualty of a love that looks more like war
Right now, he's expecting
The usual make up kisses
And someone broke, you better listen
"I'm sorry" will not fix this
No, no
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Shouldn't put your heart back together again
Go, go
We've called it quits before,
But tonight you've drawn the line
There's never gonna be a next time
This time
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