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My Heart Needs a Tailor. (song lyrics)My Heart needs a Tailor.
Oh, so you left me, you hung me out to dry.
My heart was bleeding, kept asking myself "why"
So, I was about to let it go, till I heard about our romance...
ON THE RADIO!!!
Yeah, my heart needs a tailor, like another hole in my head.
I cuss like a sailor, it's what the #*$*$ I just said.
You made three CD's about romance that's all gone to hell.
You're too much of redneck to know when to kiss and not tell...
After three months of dating, you told me about those other guys.
You acted like they were just ghosts from your distant, past lives.
Oh, there was Bobby and he was so rude,
you couldn't get over..how he left you for a dude.
Then there was Steven, oh sure loved his weed.
More than you is just how it seemed.
So it was his car that you joyfully key'd.
Oh, my heart needs a tailor, like another hole in my head.
I cuss like a sailor,it's what the #*#$ I just said.
You've made mint off selling your stories your ex's had left
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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