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[Verse 1]
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The cactus where your heart should be
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has lovely little flowers;
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so though it's always pricking me
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my ardor never sours,
[Verse 2]
Am C G G/B
The cactus where your heart once was
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has power to rend and flay;
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I stick because I'm stuck, because
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I just can't tear myself a-way.