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Every day It seems I catch you out again Catch you out again So easily It's a cross I have to bear A mistake I have to share if it kills me Kills me Sixty years too soon Every day It seems we're pulled apart again Torn apart again Too easily It's a risk that I have to take An affair that I have to break if it kills me Kills me Fifty years too soon You've let your hair down once too often You know that I would often pray And talk to me of jealousy 'Cause that's not all it can be From Letras Mania