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Your Heart Is A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist

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     Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness
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     She would say: I know how sad you get
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     And some days, I still get that way
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     But it gets better
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     It gets better
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     Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you
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     And she'd tell me
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     Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
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     Keep on loving, keep on fighting
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     And hold on, and hold on
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     Hold on for your life
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     Ian built a cabin in the woods to live in
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     For years, terrifying noises kept him up at night
     With a twelve gauge under his pillow
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     He’s living in Boston now, going to art school
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     I forgive him
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     I forgive him
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     Hell, I’ll admit it: I’m proud of him
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     Serena’s an architect and a carpenter
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     She’s such a feminist she says she isn’t one
     Because Goddamn, my gender shouldn’t matter!
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     And her motorcycle glides through the streets of Providence
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     Down to the warehouse district
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     The paint job is as stunning as
     Her knowledge of medieval building techniques
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     Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
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     Keep on loving, keep on fighting
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     And hold on, and hold on
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     Hold on for your life
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     This one goes out to Georgios, he knows how to dance
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     Abby Banks, your book is beautiful
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     And fuck anyone who says otherwise
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     Scott, I love you and you make me glad to be alive
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     I promise that I’m gonna pay you back
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     You always know how funny everything is
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     Even when I’m so serious that it’s gonna be the death of me
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     Like the time
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     that our friend Chuck came over to our house
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     He said he needed somebody to take care of his pets
     'Cause he was going out of town
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     I asked him where and he said: New Mexico
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     I asked if I could get a ride
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     He said: No, you don’t want to follow me
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     Where it is I’m going
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     He backed out of the drive way
     That was the last time we saw him
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     'Cause he drove straight to his parent’s cabin
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     And put a bullet in his head
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     Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
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     Keep on loving, keep on fighting
                                A                              Bm  
     And hold on, and hold on
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     Hold on for your life
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D                                                      A                                                      Bm  
     Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
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     Keep on loving, keep on fighting
                                A                              Bm  
     And hold on, and hold on
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     Hold on for your life
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