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Broken glass bottles, paper bags
Old tin cans and dirty rags
A barren wasteland of filth
With a pure soul and a sweet tale

In this twisted earth, home and hell
Lives two hearts that beat as one
One kiss and they can tell
They will never be alone

They hold each other close
They will weather this storm
They will hold out this war
They will hold onto love

My hear is hers and hers is mine
Beating as one till we both die
And yet I see the guilty smile
And fell the earth beneath me crack

I fell myself tumble into the dark
My heart torn in two, now just one
I see your other lover; I see your other life
And my soul screams for you

Out here in the rain, masking my tears
In this barren wasteland I have been forsaken
Your life is worth less then mine
And so this shot gun ballad
End a heart that beats as one