Alone

Pretty little rich girl
So lonely she lies
She's got everything in the world
Every minute she dies
It's her fault she's alone
Open up open up
Ever thought that maybe you should shut up?
They don't.
Why can't she be happy alone?
She isn't.
But she's made out of stone.
She'll trust him, he'll break her heart
Then stitch it together
Just to tear it apart.






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