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i tell all my friends that love is meant for everybody 

but i'd be a hypocrite if they knew how i stay up at night 

missing all they boys i loved who found someone prettier to like 

but it's not about who did it

it's how you handle things, right? 

so when my muscles ache and my heart breaks i'll know i gave up a good fight

the love i hold for all people i pass by on the street 

and the wrong people i choose to talk to and meet 

every time, i'm broken 

and there's really no telling who's stolen it this time 

but at the end of the day, at the end of the song, at the end of the rhyme 

i'll lie wide a wake and in my heads the words will chime

maybe love isn't meant for everybody

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