Some hearts were meant for breaking
Unluckily born in vain
Thornbird’s song in the making.
Some hearts were meant for taking
Not caring if they cause pain
Some hearts were meant for breaking.
Some hearts go through life faking
It’s their tears that bring the rain
Thornbird’s song in the making.
Some hearts expect forsaking
From love, they vow to abstain
Some hearts were meant for breaking.
Some hearts welcome the aching
And laugh at love’s cruel game
Thornbird’s song in the making.
Some hearts ever mistaking
itchy lust for the germane.
Some hearts were meant for breaking
Thornbird’s song in the making.
Ergo, the Ogre 
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