I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers

You're a canary, I'm a coal mine
 'Cause sorrow is just all the rage
 Take one for the team
 You all know what I mean
 And I'm so sorry, but not really
 Tell the boys where to find my body
 New York eyes, Chicago thighs
 Pushed up the window to kiss you off
 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
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 Do you remember the way I held your hand?
 Under the lamp post and ran home
 This way, so many times
 I could close my eyes
 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
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 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
 The truth hurts worse
 Than anything, I could bring myself to do to you
 The truth, the truth
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