I hear your pretty little violin playin
I see you covered up in Violets and graveyards
I hear you cryin wolf and no one wants to hear that
I know your heart is breakin babe it’s my fault

Hiding behind your lies your just a black cat
Bad luck follows you the curse that pretty pays back 
All the red that fills your book you must be Satan
You see a read heart and you want it painted black

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Paint your pictures with your tears
CRY ME AN OCEAN 
Hide behind your martyr peers
CRY ME AN OCEAN 
It’s not your fault no mommy dearest
CRY ME AN OCEAN 
Devil in a black dress fiending
CRY ME AN OCEAN 
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I think it’s possible that this might all be payback 
I guess the madness runs some deeper than the face off
Beauty’s only skin deep you can wash the makeup
I can’t tell the difference when its real and when it’s made up

If only a brush could soften up the edges
It could leak out a story of love and enchantment
Of fury and pain and the one who could stand it
Long enough to see you paint a red heart with blackness