

Secondhand DollOnce again, that heart of ice didnt melt and I'm just a doll, discarded after use Over and over the same pain I've felt I guess you could say I crave the abuseSecondhand Doll
My wiles were meant to draw your affection I was expecting more from you Sad how they drew your indiscretion There was less to the man I thought I knew
Its an endless story to be me To be looked at, but they never see
My love is never in vain Because you always love me too A masochistic need for this pain It racks my body through and through I know what you feel and what you gain &n
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