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I didn't know it could feel like this
I didn't know the hurt
And I try to explain to myself
But I can't find no word
So I lie about it
And I tell 'em I'm feeling fine
And I'll cry about it
Hoping tomorrow will change my mind
Happiness has come to this
And God, it's such a heavy burden to bear
I didn't know it could be like this
I didn't know it could go so far
And I try to reveal the part of me
But you can't find no scar
And I lie about it
And I tell 'em I'm feeling fine
And I cry about it
Hoping tomorrow will change my mind
Happiness has come to this
And God, it's such a heavy burden to bear
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Depeche Mode : A photograph of you
What good is a photograph of you?
Everytime I look at it,
It makes me feel blue!
What use is a souveneir
Of something we once had,
When all it ever does is
Make me feel bad!
I wish I could tear it up,
But then again I haven't -
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the guts!
I wish I could throw it on the fire
I wish I could,
But to say I would,
I'd be a liar!
What good is a colour print
Of a little baby doll?
When just one little glance
Is enough to make me feel dull!
I hoped I woul-
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d misplace it,
But then I take such good care of it.
I wish it would disappear,
I say I wish,
But then I relish
It being here!
What good is a photograph of you?
Everytime I look at it,
It makes me feel blue.
What good is a ....
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