.All the pretty boys you call
Wont keep you warm at all when winter hits the fall
Hair doth not a lover make
Your gentle lashes shake
Your dainty ankles quake
But oh I'll be around
When all this fucking fashion brings you down
To pick your pretty heart right off the ground.
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