You crumbled in my hands
I've loved many, many a man
But never, never, never, never so inventively
I wanted you, I wanted you, I
Ooh
You crumbled in my
You crumbled in my hands
I've loved many, many a man
But never, never, never, never so inventively
I wanted you, I wanted you, I
Ooh
It's not the art that you make
It's not the person you fake
It's just the actor in the movie that goes on in your head
It's not the art that you make
It's not the person you fake
It's just the actor in the movie that goes on in your head
It's not the art that you make
It's not the person you fake
It's just the actor in the movie that goes on in your head
They keep on asking me why
I'm so afraid that I'll die
Without a story or a t-shirt to remember me by
It's not the art that you make
It's not the person you fake
It's just the actor in the movie that goes on in your head
They keep on asking me why
I'm so afraid that I'll die
Without a story or a t-shirt to remember me by
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