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Boomerang
I'll take your heart in my hands
And just as it gets pumping
I'll leave it on a park bench
You'll find it.
I'll give it away
You'll buy it back.
I'll put it in a bottle and throw it into the ocean
You'll dive in
And every time it comes back to you
You'll give it to me
Like it belongs to me
It doesn't
Like it's mine
It's not
Like I deserve it
I don't
So take it back
I'm not going to be the last person to hold it in my hands.
No matter how many times you give it to me.
