Here's your trophy on my face, it's just an eye anyway..That was the last time EVER.
Cover up with makeup in the mirror
tell yourself, it's never gonna happen again
You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.
When did this storm begin?
Do you feel like a man when you push her around?
Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
When will this story end?
Face down in the dirt, she said,
"This doesn't hurt", she said,
"I finally had enough."
This will go no further, I swear it dies today.
Your nights will stay forever if you dare once more touch me.
It's off my chest.
I can live.
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