Don't you see your hurting me?
With every lie you tell...
Walking down the halls
He's holding some girl's hand...
All the time you say you love me
Well, I think you're playing with my head...
Dreaming About You
Beating My Mind...
Beaten
Ruinous...
A plastic heart you may find,
With a clock that can unwind...
Due to syllable count, here's a better...
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Standing under the street lamp, with ashen light...
Stormy nights the thunder sounds,
breaking trees from the grounds...
He is my drug.
He is my pleasure...
Forced to fight
On this forsaken night...
It has stopped beating
it makes no sound...