This is such a beautiful breakup,
The tears wash out fall of the make-up.
Run sound to the leaves,
Lies reveal of what was never really real.
You loved the thought of love, but you never really did.
Now all that's left of us is dead.
So cry me a river, build our bridge and just die
You were washed of last week's news
A rewind of what was never good
You're overdone with,
You are what i did want,
But now you were just gone.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
The other night i saw you standing
On the corner hanging out, laughing,
In the arms of the devil. was that fun ?
Revealing razorblades, visions,
Painting the canvas with your blood,
Revealing memories of what it's not, and what it was.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
I didn't date with two suicide notes,
To clean the messup with.
A single bullet in the chamber,
But who will win ?
Who's note will be right ?
Crimson art will set the art apart from the rest.
A beautiful masterpiece on a canvas, started blank.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
Our murder is cover story, in la,
Forgotten the very next day.
This is such a beautiful breakup,
The tears wash up fall of the make-up
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