shes
got
her
head
in
the
clouds
baby it aint coming out
until after you glue it together.
she doesnt know how to live and
love after the damage
you've done to
her. all she does
is pick up the pieces;
and you can't see it, the look in her
eyes, the fake little smiles she
gives us all a little show
a little act. cause
right now
fantasy
is all
she
__can__
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flying to somewhere
where reality really is
better than your dreams
