You got all you came for, baby
You were unnercingly delicate
And I had a weekness for etiquette
You laid a trail that led straight to your door
And I could resist but it was hard to ignore
Colour my heart
Many words that have been spoken
Cut me out like a paper doll
Made me into something different
Something I could not dissolve
So far over don't their words slow you...
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