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I never had, a broken bone
I hardly ever, get a cold
I keep myself, in pretty good shape
But I know I wouldn't be here today

If a broken heart could kill, I be long gone
Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust by now
Six feet under, A tombstone on the hill
Lying there alone, In my new wooden home
If a broken heart could kill

I run the rapids, Jump from a plane
Been through earthquakes, And hurricanes
I've climbed mountains, Been a rodeo clown
But after you I'm lucky I'm still around

If a broken heart could kill, I be long gone
Ashes to ashes, Dust t

To much of nothing these days,
You often hold me tightly I owe you everything
You must be going crazy,
Opinons staking nicely and I’m still promising
Of all those precious moments,
We tremble its just on us we’re only to unwind
Your legs have wrapped around me.

I’ll sing you anything
I would swing from anything
I would give you everything
To not leave you hanging half remaining.

I made you feel like nothing,
It use to make me happy to see you on the floor
The steel cage is binding,
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