There's something about you
It's when you get angry, you have me at your mercy
And you're like a shoulder to turn to
'Cause certain things mend us when we're hanging on for dear life
We held on so tight
And you keep coming back, coming back again
Keep running round, running round
Running round my head...
but i'm certain that i'm yours
certain that i'm yours
certain, that i'm yours...
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