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Frames lyrics : "Sad Songs"

And the light you gave
You took when you were gone
It's a war that can't be won

With fists or talk or money
And there's no escape
But there's nothing I want more

But I'd better stop complaining now
I guess because


Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
Too many sad words make a sad, sad song


And the night you came
You won me all and all
And the better part of everything

Was born to run
And the price of fame
Is that they love you when you're gone

But I better stop complaining now
It's useless because


Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
Too many sad words make a sad, sad song

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