Vain

by Rena Marie   May 29, 2006


A double-blade knife you hold
You stab me my world turns cold
I trusted you I believed your lies
All the while you planned my demise
The sea of love pulls me under
I made such a terrible blunder
You thought I loved you, still think i do
You're so vain the game's on you

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