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Her heart has broke in Paris by the Seine
She falls asleep in a foreign city and wakes up, alone.
Her life has crushed, she has smashed her knee.
She's hugging the blanket, praying by the wall.

Her heart has broke in Paris by the Seine.
The love she had, escaped from her, she lost joy
In too tiny bathroom she is washing out the wine ot of her clothes.
Her eyes are red, she was drinking till the morning again

She smells like wine again
What was good, she recalls from the pictures
She sends postcards from Champs-Elysees
Vulgar, uncomfortable life corrals you by the wall
It will feed some with milk, others she will give a rope.

Her heart broke at night on the highway
She used to laugh more, now she smiles more seldom
Her lips are bloody redc and her cheeks are pale
And even thought she shouldn't, she looks way older now

Her heart stopped beating in Paris early in the morning
Scattered memories sailed away down the Seine,
On the sidewalks of Paris she left her traces
Guardian Angel took the sentiments out of the drawer.

She smells like wine again
What was good, she recalls from the pictures
She sends postcards from Champs-Elysees
Vulgar, uncomfortable life corrals you by the wall
It will feed some with milk, others she will give a rope.

Her heart has broke in Paris by the Seine
She falls asleep in a foreign city and wakes up, alone.
Her life has crushed, she has smashed her knee.
She's hugging the blanket, praying by the wall

Her heart stopped beating in Paris early in the morning
Scattered memories sailed away down the Seine,
On the sidewalks of Paris she left her traces
Guardian Angel took the sentiments out of the drawer.

She smells like wine again
What was good, she recalls from the pictures
She sends postcards from Champs-Elysees
Vulgar, uncomfortable life corrals you by the wall
It will feed some with milk, others she will give a rope.

She smells like wine again
What was good, she recalls from the pictures
She sends postcards from Champs-Elysees
Vulgar, uncomfortable life corrals you by the wall
It will feed some with milk, others she will give a rope.