If there was no make-up
It would not be fair...

I cannot bring myself to tell
I will not learn to live in hell...

Throw rocks at my window, take a knife to my heart...
stand over my shaddow,let it tear me apart...

Just you smile little girl,
everything will be alright...

Why can’t he see, how much I care?
sometimes I feel like I’m not there...

I know right now,
I’m feeling low...

Love is a feeling we all want to feel
love’s an emotion we long to be real...

Sometimes I think it was a joke,
that you said you loved me...

Tell me, do you remember, that night you held my...
we walked across the washed down beach...

Tell me, do you remember, that night you held my...
we walked across the washed down beach...