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HmiSo you never knew Alove until you crossed the line of Hmigrace
HmiAnd you never felt wanted Atill you had someone slap your faceHmi
HmiSo you never felt Aalive until you almost wasted Hmiaway
HmiYou had to win, you couldn't just pass
AThe smartest ass at the Emitop of the class
HmiYour flying colours, your family tree
AAnd all your lessons in history
HmiPlease
Please
Please
Aget up off your knees
Please, please, please, leave me out of this
And you never knew how low you'd stoop to make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground
Till they made you crawl
So you never knew that that the heaven you keep you stole
Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes
Your stick-on tattoos, now they're making news
Your holy war, your northern star
Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car
Please, please, please get up off your knees
Please, please, please leave me out of this please
So Hmilove is hard, and Alove is Hmitough
But Hmilove is Anot what you're Emithinking Hmiof
HmiSeptember, streets capsizing,A
ASpilling over down the Hmidrain
HmiShards of glass splinters Alike rain
ABut you could only feel Hmiyour pain
HmiOctober, talking getting Anowhere
ANovember, December, remember
HmiAre we just starting again?
Please, please, please get up off of your knees
Please, please, please, please
So love is bigger than us
But love is not what you're thinking of
It's what lovers deal, it's what lovers steal
You know I've found it hard to receive
Cause you, my love, I could never believe
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