Sometimes people run away just to see if anyone cares enought to follow.
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're okay?
I'm falling to pieces, yeah, I'm falling to pieces.
And when a heart breaks, no, it don't break even.
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