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(Source: You Made Me the Thief of Your Heart)
| I hope you're happy now; |
| I could never make you so. |
| You were a hard man, |
| No harder in this world. |
| You made me cold, you made me hard, |
| And you made me the |
| Thief of your heart. |
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| Winter is cold, oh, |
| But you're colder still. |
| And for the first time, |
| I feel like you're mine. |
| I'll share you with the one who will |
| Mend what falls apart, and turn |
| A blind eye to the thief of your heart. |
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| I'll never wash these clothes; |
| I want to keep the stain. |
| Your blood to me is precious, |
| Nor would I spill it in vain. |
| Your spirit sings, |
| Though your lips never part, |
| Singing only to me, |
| The thief of your heart. |
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