Throw your sticks and stones
I've been in this place before
I know how it goes
You lied and used all of me you could
I knew you where lying, but it felt so good
I kept my secrets and mystery
You just became my living fantasy
Someone to make belive with
I know your loves a myth
I'll just play along
I know your song
I'll just pretend
Until it reaches it's inevitable end
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 8:02 PM UTC
Throw your sticks and stones
I've been in this place before
I know how it goes
You lied and used all of me you could
I knew you where lying, but it felt so good
I kept my secrets and mystery
You just became my living fantasy
Someone to make belive with
I know your loves a myth
I'll just play along
I know your song
I'll just pretend
Until it reaches it's inevitable end
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