Guillemots - Words

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Words are never easy

Words are seldom true

Words are never simple darling

When they're aimed at you

Words are never gentle

Words are never plain

Words are never what they think they are

That's the problem with pain

That's the problem with pain

Words are never my own

Try well as they might

They break me into pieces, darling

From the greatest of heights

I left you in the morning

When the tears stained my smile

I left you in the morning, darling

For a long, long while

Oh and I think life would be so much easier

if they had no words

Yeah, I think life would be so much happier

But knew no words

I'd smile at you when I was happy,

shed a tear when I was sad

I think life would be so much easier

if I was half the drunken man

Don't blame it on me

Blame it on the words

Don't blame it on me

Blame it on the words

Blame it on the words

Blame it on the words

Blame it on the words

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