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You've been pretty since the day that you were born |
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So the roots of your beautiful hair |
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Drew all the water that your body could hold |
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So when your soul needed water, no water was there. |
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You shed words like so much dead skin |
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They gather up like dust against walls |
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They kick up when someone comes in |
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So when they're looking for something they find nothing at all. |
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Hold your goddamn tongue |
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You forget yourself. |
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How could |
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I be the one |
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If you're wrapped round someone else? |
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And I really don't know which feels worse |
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To be a fool or be with a liar. |
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I just know that heart once soaked and cursed |
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Is that much harder to set on fire. |
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And I won't let this die |
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Until I've seen you cry |
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A single tear to show |
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There's water in your soul. |
