Stepped into the fire
She came to cool me down
With a touch as soft as angels
She soothed my fevered brow
I knew that I could trust her
Those were fingers that could never hurt
So I put my heart on my sleeve
And she tore off my shirt
It’s just one lie told
Just one time, it’s
Just one line, it
Isn’t a crime, but now
She’s like a stranger
Can you hear the sound
Hearts will break before they hit the ground
Deceit came from her smoothly
Rolling off a silver tongue
If that lie came so easily
I wondered what else she’d done
Her words were wrapped in velvet
Touched by a higher grace
Flew through the skies like butterflies
And like bullets through my face
She’s like a stranger
Can you hear the sound
Hearts will break before they hit the ground
At the first sign of danger
She’s nowhere to be found
Hearts will break before they hit the ground
Standing in the shadows
I looked down just to see
The rug that was beneath me
Swept from under my feet
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