The thing that makes your eyes glitter
Isn't always gold dust
The
Baby, I was not the one
I guess you know that
Pick up your sheet and my sheet too
I don't need
Only love makes killing time so cruel
The hours come and
Once I get my heart back in my hand
I'll squeeze
Sometimes I love you
Sometimes I hate you
I know you struggle
Lovers leave their traces
Like jets across the sky
They find in
In the evening when you're blue
You will feel me walking
I loved to hurt you
Without you ever knowing
I could desert
What is love for
Does it wash good people ashore
Does it
Big Macs for the fat, lo-cal wraps for the call
I loved to hurt you without you ever knowingI could
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