The heart |
With a scar in your heart you’ll cry sometimes
But later on you will become happy again
How do I know that?
Cause I have a heart
A heart with a big, fat scar
Just when it started to heel it became broken again
I didn’t thought that I was going to be happy ever after
I thought I would die
But I didn’t
The heart is an amazing thing
It never fails you
Unless you fail it
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