Your Heart Is A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist

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[Verse]

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Dalia never showed me nothin' 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, but it gets better.
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It gets better. It gets better. Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you." And she'd tell  me:


[Chorus]

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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep on loving. Keep on
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fighting. And hold on, And hold on, hold on for your life.


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[Verse 2]

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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, and going to art school. i forgive him. i forgive him. hell, i'll
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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 swears she isn't one, because goddamn, my gender shouldn't matter.
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Motorcycle glides through the streets of providence, down to the warehouse district.
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The paint job is as stunning as her knowledge of medieval building techniques.


[Chorus]

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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep on loving. Keep on
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fighting. And hold on, And hold on, hold on for your life.


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[Verse 3]

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This one goes out to georgios. he knows how to dance. abby banks, your book is

beautiful, fuck anyone who says otherwise.
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Scott, i love you and you make me glad to be alive. i promise that i'm gonna pay you back.
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You always know how funny everything is, even when i'm so serious that's gonna be the death of 
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me.
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Like the time that our friend chuck came over to our house.
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he said he needed somebody to take care of his pets, because he was going out of town.
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i asked him: "where?" and he said: "new mexico." i asked if i could get a ride.
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He said: "No, you don't want to follow me where it is that I'm going."


[Pre-Chorus]

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He backed out of the drive way. that was the last time we saw him, because he
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drove straight to his parent's cabin and put a bullet in his head.


[Chorus]

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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep on loving. Keep on
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fighting. And hold on, And hold on, hold on for your life.
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Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep on loving. Keep on
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fighting. And hold on, And hold on, hold on for your life.


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