cindarella
here she comes with those big eyelashes
keeps some memories in a a vault
right now she's thinking that if this plane crashes
at least it won't be her fault
but she wears more than you and me could
with a smile and some leather pants
and a wheel of eyes that watch the people dance
it's not like you to be the fool
leaving me to keep my cool
you make me wonder what i've done to you
how do you feel you spinning wheel
of crimson eyes that turn to steel
when you look at me you see straight through
nobody knows how it happened
it's a story that she'll never tell
i could walk around her mind till the end of time
but i probably wouldn't feel well
all the boys say they think that she would
but i don't think that's their call
cause when she don't make sense she don't make sense at all
i used to be me now i'm you
and i can see all the way through
now i don't mind you doing all the bad things you do
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