Counted all my mistakes and there’s only one
Standing up on a liste of the things I’ve done
All the rest of my crimes don’t come close
To the look on your face when I let toi go
So I built toi a house from a broken home
Then I wrote toi a song with the words toi spoke
Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out
How to fix up a cœur, coeur that I let down
Now I’m searching every lonely place
Every corner calling out your name
Trying to find toi but I just don’t know
Where do broken hearts go?
Where do broken hearts go?
Yeah the taste of your lips on the tip of my tongue
It’s at the haut, retour au début of the liste of...
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