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She's not nice on the inside
And you know it
Not nice on the outside
And she shows it
So flawed, so drugged
Take her junk, throw it off
Her mother read her
Monologues and sermons
She didn't get hooked up on those
You bring your blind
Faith to heaven
I'll take my sacrilege to hell
Oh yeah

You think it was all you
Because you've told her about it
She wouldn't have gotten a clue
Unless it was you
Who told her about it
You said stop here
You said turn there
Drive somewhere
Then make a U turn
Press on the break
There's too much space
For me, in your life

Now she's on her own
Working, trying to let go
Looks too much
In the broken mirror
Makes her look thinner
Oh yeah
Vanity settled in
She gave in
And you haven't noticed it
She then turned around
And thought to herself
You know, I'll live with myself
And live without it
Was the best thing she's done
For herself in a while
Next time don't step out
Too far from yourself
Darling don't, no

You think it was all you
Because you've told her about it
She wouldn't have gotten a clue
Unless it was you
Who told her about it
You said stop here
You said turn there
Drive somewhere
Then make a U turn
Press on the break
There's too much space
For me in your life

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