All the Pretty Faces
She said: "you're such a sweet, sweet liar"
But I could never lie to you
These words I say are born from desire
My every sentiment is nothing but true
And every time I seem to start a fire (in your eyes)
It loses to the ice of your heart
But tell me, darling, aren't you tired?
Of playing hard to get, you've mastered the art
And all the pretty faces that they suggest
Fail to impress me, I don't want second best
It's everything or nothing, glory or death
'Cause you're the only one that I need to have
She took my hand and she gave me scars
"Now you'll remember me forever"
But can't you see I won't forget the one
Who turned to hell what once was heaven
But lesson's learnt, and burnt on your fire
I realised how I was wrong
Cause even though you called me the liar
You've lied to me all along
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