"its not where you are...its who you're with"

[our_finest_hour]

im a fake, im a phony...
we all know that the only...
way i can be cured,
is with two magic hands..
and some finely taylored lips.
quite saying your not a doctor...
and put your gloves on..
operate fast..im losing blood..
and its getting cold.

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[3xxloserxx3]

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[layme_down]

You want me to tell you about suppliant kisses and happy hearts?
Or give you the break down about how it all falls apart?
Shes all dolled up and no where to go
All the right moves but nothing to show
A broken promise, a happy lie
The phone that never rings, the feeling that makes you want to die
Oh but I’m sure you know how its goes
Tapping your feet, wiggling your toes
The itch you can’t scratch, the reality you don’t want to face
It’s all the right touches and the hair that doesn’t fall out of place
Nothing but her own perfume clogs the air tonight
Her conscience lying, telling her shes alright
It’s the warmth of the bath water and her head going under
Sounds of water hitting the floor like heavy rain before thunder
Forty-five guests, a thousand red roses
A few good toasts and twenty new purposes
Shut away in the smallest space, never to feel again
Was this the way it had to end?
So, you want to me to tell you about suppliant kisses and happy hearts?
Or let you watch how it all fell apart?