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You only think you know me

but you only see the cover

my past is a dark one

about a once great lover



I Cry behind closed doors

but smile to fool the world

hiding under the clothes and paint

My hair straightened or curled



I scream inside 4 walls

when life tells me fuck it

I'm a Bitch to some

but only those who deserve it



So tired of being sweet

being Miss good two shoes

Now I've crossed the line

There's nothing left to do



You killed the sweetness

You fucked me up in the head

fuck this life and everyone in it

The one you loved is dead