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I'll tell you a story, about my dearest friend - About that kind of friendship that you know will never end - She rests inside of my head - And comes out whenever I'm scared - To give me those sweet little lies - And to tell me that everything's alright - So is this what you want me to believe... - Then I believe in you - So many lies, and not a glimpse of shame in her eyes - So many lies, and not a glimpse of shame in her... - In her eyes - This is the story about a girl I know - With long red, gold-brown hair - I guess you heard it before - Whenever I'm lonely - She gives me whatever i might need - She tells me gently that her name is love - And that she's good for me
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