You painted a pretty picture
wrote your words in erasable ink
told a delightful story
making promises you couldn't keep
such beautiful lies
the perfect tears you cried
they weren't even your own
borrowed from someone else's sorrow
you're not unique
spill your velvet words
they left splinters in my soul
who did I become
chasing your dream
tell me you're sorry
like I've never heard the words
wind me up and let me loose
I could never love you
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