Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you’re deserting for better company
I can’t accept that it’s over..
And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you’re deserting for better company
I can’t accept that it’s over..
And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
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