You play with my heart

You play with my heart like a second-hand toy
You know it’s been in the dirt and scuffed skinless
With a flick of your fingers the heartache begins
You wear my love at your throat like a necklace

CHORUS

ANOTHER VERSE

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ANOTHER VERSE

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