I know I'm not the only one,
With scars from your lips placed on my body,
Who wears scarfs to hide because you don't want her knowing,
How dreadful that would be,
For her to know she's not the only one,
She's not the only one,
With the lights off,
As well with the clothes,
How lovely that would be,
To be the only one,
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
I know I'm not the only one,
With scars from your lips placed on my body,
Who wears scarfs to hide because you don't want her knowing,
How dreadful that would be,
For her to know she's not the only one,
She's not the only one,
With the lights off,
As well with the clothes,
How lovely that would be,
To be the only one,
I'm really not the only one and know quite clearly that will never be.
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