The Birthday Massacre
The Birthday Massacre - Nighttime songtekst
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I think it happened at nighttime A cold rain drizzled down from space Hiding tears from streetlight eyes I saw the same familiar face Something pseudo TV love A mixed up girl who's something of A fairytales romantic dream come true She breaks my heart and blurs my eyes Her love is never easy A magic made for tragic minds And thinking back I should have known That she could see right through me And I would end up on my own Gazing through my window She glittered like the starlit rain Whispering tales of broken hearts She told me things would never change There was only so much words could say We closed our eyes and dreamed away And for a time our love was almost real She breaks my heart and blurs my eyes Her love is never easy A magic made for tragic minds And looking back I should have known That she could see right through me And I would end up on my own