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Park up, sit back For a moment in your car Walk down to the blue door The one that breaks your heart He lets you in, but not like that He'll give his world then take it right back You don't know how pretty you are He doesn't know how pretty you are So open the blinds, let the vines grow They can watch as they're passing Darling, you're more than a bed in a box room In the wrong end of Acton You are a mansion (You are, you are, you are) You are a mansion (You are, you are, you are) So turn on the chandeliers And you'll see him crystal clear, my love You've cried too many tears You're wasting all your younger years, hung up Don't you know how pretty you are? He doesn't know how pretty you are Letras de cancionesI know your paint has chipped And you're falling apart But I think you're a work of art So open your eyes, let the vines grow They can watch as they're passing Darling, you're more than a bed in a box room In the wrong end of Acton You're more than a whisper in a hallway As you take off your coat More than a goodbye at the back door Hoping they'll never know More than a ceiling that you talk to When he's losing his touch More than a kitchen with a table And his snow coloured drugs More than a bathroom with a phone light As you're texting your friends Saying you're there to get some closure Till he pulls you close again But he's just a bed in a box room In the wrong end of Acton And, darling, you are a mansion (You are, you are, you are) You are a mansion (You are, you are, you are) You are a mansion You are You are From Letras Mania