Do you realise the price of pretending everything is fine?
It falls apart fantastically, collaspses with efficiency
Now your cheeks won't seem to dry
And you don't understand why
What the fuck do you know about affection?
This isn't love, it's possession
Now you refuse to see that you're a casualty of your own inept design
And let me tell you why
It fell apart fantasically, collapsed with great efficiency
Now your cheeks won't seem to dry
And you don't understand why
What the fuck do you know about affection?
This isn't love, it's possession
What the fuck do you know about affection?
You just do what you're told, your possession
What the fuck do you know about affection?
This isn't love, it's possession
What the fuck do you know?
What the fuck do you know?
What the fuck do you know about affection?
This is possession
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