Take the broken heart and stitch it up with some tears
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Blush it up, dress it up and put it on ice, it keeps us cold
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Frozen your lips turn lullabies numb
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You're laughing melodies in time with heartbreak and rhyme
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Don't go blowing me a kiss,
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'Cause you'll see it break down in all its elegance,
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Like a model wearing the wrong make-up for her own fashion parade
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Biting your lip and I know,
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You are faking it, you are hating it
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Writing another lipstick letter, painting our script. you're the artist.
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Red for the love, white for the lies, black the clichA¨Ïs, I'll see it in your eyes
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Brush in some red, sketch in some blue, picture perfect, me and you
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Don't forget the title, "Inventing Tragedy in Black and White"
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Don't go blowing me a kiss,
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Cos' you'll see it break down in all its elegance,
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Like a model wearing the wrong make-up for her own fashion parade
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Biting your lip, I know your faking it,
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Letting it bleed, I know you're hating it
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Painting my tragedy, singing my tragedy
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But would you blow me a kiss?
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At the bottom of your letters
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All of my love
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All of my hate
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All of my love
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There's no melody that fits with drop-dead gorgeous
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Your name doesn't fit with the chorus or a line from her song,
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But she's singing your tragedy, and her lipstick stains, me and you
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Now take a look at me
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Feel the ... I'm drowning in
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You know I'm faking it for the sake of ruining your world
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Well you were something mixed in desire
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I can taste the fake in your breath, but i want more
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[2X] Would you blow me, would you blow me a kiss?
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I know your looking at me
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Your look will drown in the ...
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Bite Your Lip And Fake It
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Asking Alexandria |