When I was youngerI saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it
And my momma swore thatShe would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist
Maybe I know, somewhereDeep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Keep a straight face
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