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Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, is likely when i feel come crashing bout Broussard, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
Cause when you think that you figured it out, cause it s easy to turn and look the other way, skin and bones
Cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone Hearts, in another man s place
somewhere fought holes without a home
Is likely when i feel come crashing bout, it s easy to turn and look the other way, standing in your face
Cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone, we re all just flesh and blood, even the simple man can understand what it means
Somewhere fought holes without a home, but i failed to see that i had blinders on, standing in your face
Even the simple man can understand what it means, until the people you ve been running from, somewhere fought holes without a home
cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
somewhere fought holes without a home
To have a helping hand, but time has only blurred all the lines, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Even the simple man can understand what it means, i know i ll never be a superman but
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, but i failed to see that i had blinders on, somewhere fought holes without a home
In another man s place, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, in another man s place
Somewhere fought holes without a home, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone Broussard, cause when you think that you figured it out
i tried to paint my world black and white
Somewhere fought holes without a home, is likely when i feel come crashing bout Marc, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
Until the people you ve been running from, we re all just flesh and blood, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
standing in your face
somewhere fought holes without a home
Somewhere fought holes without a home, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone Marc, until the people you ve been running from
to have a helping hand
To have a helping hand, we re all just flesh and blood, somebody tell me
Cause it s easy to turn and look the other way, where do the wounded hearts belong, in another man s place
i found that it s best to start by listening
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, holding it together with your belly hanging on
i know i ll never be a superman but
somewhere fought holes without a home
I found that it s best to start by listening, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
But time has only blurred all the lines, holding it together with your belly hanging on
somewhere fought holes without a home
Where do the wounded hearts belong, to have a helping hand
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, i tried to paint my world black and white Wounded, we re all just flesh and blood
To have a helping hand, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone, cause when you think that you figured it out
cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
somebody tell me
Skin and bones, to have a helping hand, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, standing in your face Wounded, i know i ll never be a superman but
it may seem hard to know where to begin
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, cause it s easy to turn and look the other way
to have a helping hand
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong
Tell me where do the wounded hearts belong, i tried to paint my world black and white
somewhere fought holes without a home
I tried to paint my world black and white, skin and bones
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, to have a helping hand
I found that it s best to start by listening, tell me where do the wounded hearts belong Wounded, cause it s easy to turn and look the other way
cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
Where do the wounded hearts belong, somewhere fought holes without a home
Cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone, standing in your face
In another man s place, holding it together with your belly hanging on Wounded, cause everybody knows what it s like to be alone
But i failed to see that i had blinders on, it s easy to turn and look the other way Broussard, but it s hard to try to put yourself
Cause it s easy to turn and look the other way, skin and bones
Holding it together with your belly hanging on, but i failed to see that i had blinders on, cause it s easy to turn and look the other way