Why bother look past the blonde hair and glossy smile?

maybe someone should.

maybe there is more then just a pretty face.

im begging you, someone notice i am dieing.

Love is just a game. And you are playing me very well.

Your eyes make me want to tell you [ every|thing ] even tho i know you will hurt me in the end.

I know this love isnt true. but baby... your [ lies ] sound so good.

Many things are unbreakable...my heart is not one of those things.

Its you and me,
together so **perfect**
why cant you see,
baby its you and me.

Never thought, ide see the day, i would be rubbing salt into my wounds.

I hate you almost as much as i hate me.

Bang bang, and im dead.

You Made Me Believe I Was Only Worth What Someone Would Pay For Me.
~Moulin Rouge

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