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Tell me, dear Is there anything you'd like to hear? One last song before we disappear? Some broken-hearted ballad Built for two? By the way It seems my notebooks have all been misplaced (Those scribbled poetries of yesterday) They've no more effect on me These dead feelings The songs we don't sing Letras de cancionesAre the hardest to hear Words left unsaid Words we wish we'd forget The guilt slips from our lips Confessions hidden behind eyelids Would you look me in the eye And tell me Does the moon weep at dawn? His brilliance exposed By a fierce and burning sun The songs we don't sing And don't want to hear Words left unsaid Well, they're only words We lick the guilt from our lips We make confessions from fertile hips And never look them in the eye From Letras Mania