fake

a broken girl,

a crack polished diamond girl,

that just cracks and burns,

and it weirds me out,

if I could just turn and run,

if i could be who she wanted,

all the time,

cause she seemed like the real thing,

she lived with a broken man!

who just crumbled and burned,

I used to be the real thing,

I used to do,i used to!

but,

gravity always wins,

and it wears me out,

she looked like the real thing,

my plastic love,

but I can't help but feel it,

I could blow thru the ceiling,

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it wears me out. if i could just be fake....welll it wears me out.