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by Ed Sheeran
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Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing I know
it gets hard, you know it can get sometimes
It is the only that us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these for ourselves
our are closing
Hearts are broken
And time's still
So you can keep me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in photograph
We made these for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
I'm away, I remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
But it's the only thing I know
it gets hard, you know it can get sometimes
It is the only that us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these for ourselves
our are closing
Hearts are broken
And time's still
So you can keep me
Inside the of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
can heal, can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in photograph
We made these for ourselves
Where our are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's frozen still
So you can me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you hold me
And I won't ever let you go
I'm away, I remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
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