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You know that it hurts me when
You don’t come home at night
My body can’t rest unless
You’re sleeping by my side
You know that it hurts me when
You stay away all night
What is it that keeps you there?
Keeping you occupied
From my heart

My heart

Somehow

You know that it hurts me when
You don’t come home at night
You’ll say that it’s better than
Beating on the paler side
You know that it hurts me when
You can’t see straight at night
Blindness it will keep you there
Keeping you glorified
In my heart

In my heart

My heart

My heart
...
Hope, hope, hope, hope, hope, hope, hope

You know that it hurts me when

You know that it hurts me when

You don’t

You don’t

You don’t

You know that it hurts me when
You don’t come home at night
My body can’t rest unless
You’re sitting by my side
You know that it hurts me when
You stay away all night
What is it that keeṗs you there?
Keeping you occupied
From my heart