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Tekster: Heart. Magazine. Heartless.

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The doctor said "Come back again next week, I think that you need me." All she did was cry She wanted to die "Doctor when can you see me?" There's a guy out there! Seems like he's everywhere! It just ain't fair! Heartless-Heartless! Never out of control Heartless-Heartless! Sin in the name of rock and roll Heartless-Heartless! He thinks it's so cool to be cold Never realize the way love dies when you crucify it's soul Late night in the penthouse room, the fire is burning Shadows are warm, laying in his arms she answers his yearning Her eyes are filled with sand Heartless-Heartless! Never out of control Heartless-Heartless! Sin in the name of rock and roll Heartless-Heartless! He thinks it's so cool to be cold Never realize the way love dies when you crucify it's soul