It was the moment that I knew,
when he told me that he loved me it wasn't true.
Touched my skin and said softly
that I was,"beautiful... but you don't mean a thing to me."
Said, "Yeah, you're beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to me."
We spent two weeks in Silver Lake
The California sun cascading down his face
I was just a girl with light
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