Work of Art
He was a work of art
I knew he was crazy from the start
I knew it may be a little hard
To deal with someone with a broken heart
I put his name in the blue of my polish nails
I don’t want him to tell me fairy tales
I let it written with my red lipstick
While I take it off real quick
Cause there is something else I wanna put on my lips and lick
Really all the drama makes me sick
I just want someone who knows to make me click
I can’t get hurt in theory
But you may catch me get teary
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