| You’ve gotta admit, you paint a pretty picture
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| No one would ever suspect
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| You’re so adept at the art
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| I hear the lonely lover sigh
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| You hide behind cosmetic eyes
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| Kiss them off with lipstick lies
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| Lipstick lies won’t hide the truth
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| They won’t keep you waterproof
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| The victim of your vanity
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| You’re the Picasso of pain, a fantasy in flesh-tone
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| And though you’re never the same
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| You’re never far from the mark
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| Now and then you close your eyes
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| To see the heartbreak in disguise
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| Kiss them off with lipstick lies
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| Lipstick lies won’t hide the truth
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| They won’t keep you waterproof
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| The victim of your vanity
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| You see just what you want to see
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Love is love by any name
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Lipstick lies won’t hide the truth
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| They won’t keep you waterproof
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| The victim of your vanity
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| You see just what you want to see
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Love is love by any name
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Love is love by any name
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Love is love by any name
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| Who’s to blame? |