My love fucked me
My heart is broken
My sad face
My soul mate
My love was biased
Her dress is rumpled
My soul mourns
Her police1
It was a pleasure
A pleasure to offer
But my stomach hurts
And I hear voices
I was not of that kind
I didn't measure up
We've all been there before
We've all been there before
My love hurt me
My heart is tapped
But despite this
I'm getting through
My love collided with me
My time has come
The moon is full
The sea is dead
It was a pleasure
A pleasure to offer
But my stomach hurts
And I hear voices
You can make up songs
But you can't make up life
But my stomach hurts
And I hear voices
My past torments me
I don't want any future
We've all been there before
We've all been there before
My love fucked me
We've all been there before
The mask has fallen
We've all been there before
My love fucked me
We've all been there before
1. 'Her smooth skin' sounds the same and would make more sense, but it's really written 'police' on every site I found.