Counted all my mistakes and there’s only one
Standing up on a فہرست 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 آپ go
So I built آپ a house from a broken home
Then I wrote آپ a song with the words آپ spoke
Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out
How to fix up a دل that I let down
Now I’m searching every lonely place
Every corner calling out your name
Trying to find آپ 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 سب, سب سے اوپر of the فہرست of...
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