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I want to be your lover wipe your lipstick across my mirror your skin across my skin your hands on my hips my neck on your lips to the backbone where the broken glass has been lying next to my heart where the broken glass has been lying next to my heart, to my conscience where the broken glass has been next to my heart, to my conscience, to my faith your flesh against mine you fletch your teeth, i'll fletch mine up the staircase despair case take care, don't hurt yourself take care, don't hurt myself From Letras Mania