these tears are'nt for decoration (my girlfriends a whore)
you left me for another guy,
without a trace of guilt.
our love was just a lie,
and i just want to die.
i lie on this freezing ground,
crying more and more.
these tears arent for decoration,
my girlfriends a whore.
you were with him long enough,
you carried on your bluff.
i wished i had'nt found out,
and avoided this painful bout.
i lie here wishing to dissapear,
to carry this burden no more.
these tears are'nt for decoration,
my girlfriends a whore.
this is the only song i could find and a was modifying it as i went along
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those of you in the cheap seats clap to this one, the rest of you just rattle your jewellery. - John Lennon
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