Let me tell you what it's like to be lost for an entire life
To be faded like white paper, in the sun, there is no one with a gun to save me
She was my beauty muse; I had on my dancing shoes
But every time - she goes to the other guy. Now she's gone, the story of my love
Dancing still my ego is killed dancing dead in the dark the wasteland lives in my head
She was not my love affair. Run my fingers through her hair
I don't know how to feel, and I don't want to peel away the layers of my dirty mind
I spend my days in a daze looking at all of the ways I could die alone
And still she believes she could love me in my dreams I am the one who makes her come
Dressing up with her makeup is the only way I can see a woman
I use her toothbrush. I feel it in my mouth. It gives me a big rush driving south in my bed I'm alone
She was not my love affair
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Let me tell you what it's like to be lost for an entire life
To be faded like white paper, in the sun, there is no one with a gun to save me
She was my beauty muse; I had on my dancing shoes
But every time - she goes to the other guy. Now she's gone, the story of my love
Dancing still my ego is killed dancing dead in the dark the wasteland lives in my head
She was not my love affair. Run my fingers through her hair
I don't know how to feel, and I don't want to peel away the layers of my dirty mind
I spend my days in a daze looking at all of the ways I could die alone
And still she believes she could love me in my dreams I am the one who makes her come
Dressing up with her makeup is the only way I can see a woman
I use her toothbrush. I feel it in my mouth. It gives me a big rush driving south in my bed I'm alone
She was not my love affair
To be faded like white paper, in the sun, there is no one with a gun to save me
She was my beauty muse; I had on my dancing shoes
But every time - she goes to the other guy. Now she's gone, the story of my love
Dancing still my ego is killed dancing dead in the dark the wasteland lives in my head
She was not my love affair. Run my fingers through her hair
I don't know how to feel, and I don't want to peel away the layers of my dirty mind
I spend my days in a daze looking at all of the ways I could die alone
And still she believes she could love me in my dreams I am the one who makes her come
Dressing up with her makeup is the only way I can see a woman
I use her toothbrush. I feel it in my mouth. It gives me a big rush driving south in my bed I'm alone
She was not my love affair
Writer: Michael Habermann
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