He watches her while she is sleeping He wonders if he could watch her forever He wants to know every secret she keeps He wants to know what it is that keeps them together He doesn't know what is real anymore He tries to read the reflections from her eyes He never stopped to think about love and direction He only took the truth from his paranoid lies Sometimes the beauty starts to die When it's over Torture yourself by asking why But it's over She watches him as he is leaving She waits all night till he comes home She fabricates another reason to stay She's always so afraid of being alone She doesn't know what is real anymore She tries to read the reflections from his eyes She never stopped to think about love and direction She only took the truth from her paranoid lies Sometimes the beauty starts to die When it's over Torture yourself by asking why But it's over
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