Like Mine
Her heart doesn't fit yours...
On the days that we are not speaking
It's wonder
It's a wonder how i'm still breathing
To tell you the truth,
and on the late nights you're not sleeping
It's a wonder
It's a wonder how I'm still breathing,
cause someone else is pleasing you
It's a wonder
To tell you the truth
That night I drank your words like wine
You told me everything would be fine,
cause her heart doesn't fit yours like mine
No her heart doesn't fit yours like mine
On the days that we are not speaking
It's a wonder
It's a wonder how I'm still breathing
To tell you the truth,
and on the late night you're not sleeping
It's a wonder
It's a wonder how I'm still breathing,
cause someone else is pleasing you
It's a wonder
To tell you the truth
That night I drank you're words like wine
You told me everything would be fine,
cause her heart doesn't fit yours like mine
No her heart doesn't fit yours like mine
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Frankie Martinelli
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