At what point will obsession
become the sweet fruit that she craves,
because I'm willing to give her a taste.
She needs me, yet doesn't know me.
I'm hanging on every word she says
from those magazines that I read.
And I'm never gonna learn until I tear these pages apart
to read her wanting heart...
And she's never gonna learn until I find out where she lives
to show her what I have to give...
I think all she's ever wanted was to be loved.
*Hope your window's not too high
so I can take you away, take you away.
And if you ever doubt me,
I'll help you see it my way, you'll see it my way.
At what point will deception
become something that I see?
She's been using it on me.
I love how she'd play hard to get;
I hate that she's a hypocrite.
I'm screaming: "Laugh, you gilded butterfly!
You're a beautiful girl when you cry..."
Ironic, yet, still no surprise your lust for fame and diamonds.
I think all she ever wanted was to be freed.
I'm sure, we're meant to be
I've seen all, your movies
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