She was always alone Kept herself under lock and key Just her sorrows for all to see She would break up and cry for me Throw her away Blow the ash from the ashtray Leave her alone to play Leave her alone to pray And now you wonder why I put out the flame to die I'll hold on to my mystery Secrets that make up me In what's real and fantasy Tenderness is a weakness It tears down your fortresses Makes you easy access Tenderness is a weakness It makes you so vulnerable He was always alone Told me he liked it best that way Just a victim of circumstance Just a loser who'd lost his chance Truth, love and lies They were all and the same to him But he'd never given in To the ultimate sin And now you wonder why I put out the flame in my eyes I'll hold on to my mystery Secrets that make up me In what's real and fantasy Tenderness is a weakness It tears down your fortresses Makes you easy access (and I guess that) Tenderness is a weakness It makes you so vulnerable To that sick dangerous feeling We all know as love I cried for you
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