Don't go blowing me a kiss,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Take the broken heart and stitch it up with some tears,
Blush it up, dress it up and put it on ice, it keeps us cold,
Frozen your lips turn lullabies numb,
You're laughing melodies in time with heartbreak and rhyme.
Don't go blowing me a kiss,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Biting your lip and I know,
You are faking it, you are hating it.
Writing another lipstick letter.
Painting our script.
You're the artist.
Red for the love,
white for the lies,
black the clichés,
I'll see it in your eyes.
Brush in some red, sketch in some blue,
picture perfect, me and you
Don't forget the title, "Inventing Tragedy in Black and White".
Don't go blowing me a kiss,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Singing my tragedy.
Painting my tragedy,
At the bottom of your letters.
All of my love
All of my hate
All of my love
Love (4x)
There's no melody that fits with drop-dead gorgeous,
Your name doesn't fit with the chorus or a line from her song,
But she's singing your tragedy,
and her lipstick stains, me and you.
Love (4x)
Now take a look at me
Feel the ... I'm drowning in
You know I'm faking it for the sake of ruining your world
Well you were something mixed in desire
I can taste the fake in your breath, but i want more
[2X] Would you blow me, would you blow me a kiss?
I know your looking at me
Your look will drown in the,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Take the broken heart and stitch it up with some tears,
Blush it up, dress it up and put it on ice, it keeps us cold,
Frozen your lips turn lullabies numb,
You're laughing melodies in time with heartbreak and rhyme.
Don't go blowing me a kiss,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Biting your lip and I know,
You are faking it, you are hating it.
Writing another lipstick letter.
Painting our script.
You're the artist.
Red for the love,
white for the lies,
black the clichés,
I'll see it in your eyes.
Brush in some red, sketch in some blue,
picture perfect, me and you
Don't forget the title, "Inventing Tragedy in Black and White".
Don't go blowing me a kiss,
'Cause you'll see it break down in all it's elegance,
Like a model wearing the wrong make-up
for her own fashion parade.
Singing my tragedy.
Painting my tragedy,
At the bottom of your letters.
All of my love
All of my hate
All of my love
Love (4x)
There's no melody that fits with drop-dead gorgeous,
Your name doesn't fit with the chorus or a line from her song,
But she's singing your tragedy,
and her lipstick stains, me and you.
Love (4x)
Now take a look at me
Feel the ... I'm drowning in
You know I'm faking it for the sake of ruining your world
Well you were something mixed in desire
I can taste the fake in your breath, but i want more
[2X] Would you blow me, would you blow me a kiss?
I know your looking at me
Your look will drown in the,
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