| You’re pretty Like the moon
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| no one can get to you
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| that’s lonely but its true.
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| youre pretty like the moon.
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| folk songs and cigarettes.
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| you’re such a perfect mess.
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| you seem so unimpressed.
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| you smile when you’re depressed.
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| but darling let me see the scars youre hiding underneath your. |
| makeup show me
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| what.
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| it.
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| is that youre afraid of.
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| why you hide behind your pretty things and.
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| dont you know that even roses die and nothing is made to last. |
| forever even
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| beauty.
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| fades
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| you cant always rely on pretty things
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| red wine and vanity
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| your fashion fantasies
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| that smile can’t hide your tears
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| no that boy cant hide your fears
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| its better when it hurts
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| it shows you what its worth
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| so cue the mascarade because
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| inside you’re still afraid
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| so darling, show me all the scars you’re hiding underneath your makeup show me
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| what
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| it
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| is that youre afraid of
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| why you hide behind your pretty things and
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| dont you know that even roses die and that nothings really made to last forever
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| even beauty fades
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| you cant always rely on pretty things
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| what goes up
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| must come down
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| you fly too high
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| oh you’re gonna hit the ground
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| too many words, they dont explain
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| so we hide behind the pretty things
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| behind the laughter and behind the smiles
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| I’ve got my scars that i’m hiding too
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| oh darling
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| show me what you’re hiding
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| and i’ll show you what im hiding behind the white (?) pretty things |