And boys are so cold
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They speak without meaning
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The only time they talk is in their sleep
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And girls are a bore
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Their touch without feeling
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Their secrets always far too grim to keep
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And up until now
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You've lived in their shadows trying hard to please them
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But they'll never change
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As long as they're breathing
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Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
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To those of us who've never tried
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To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
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And as our pretty faces die
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Our broken hearts will wonder why
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The makeup just won't hide the scars of time
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And boys are so cruel
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So don't let them find you...tonight
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And girls are so vain
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So put them behind you...tonight
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I'll cast you a spell
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A magic where everyone plays dead forever
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And after tonight
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They'll never remind you...
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Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
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To those of us who've never tried
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To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
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And as our pretty faces die
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Our broken hearts will wonder why
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The makeup just won't hide the scars of time
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Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme
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To those of us who've never tried
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To find a face behind our lipstick smiles
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And as our pretty faces die
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Our broken hearts will wonder why
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The makeup just won't hide the scars of time
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Play Dead
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The Birthday Massacre |