Always on the wrong side of love
It’s been a while
Since you could take it all in
With your lipstick manufactured crimson smile
You can wipe away
The mistakes you kissed
Lipstick stains left on the ruins of us
A mistake we made
We no longer trust
And with your lipstick manufactured crimson smile
You erase
The way we loved
And with your lipstick manufactured smile
I’m the mistake
You wipe away
At the end of the night
You take your painted lips
Wrap them up in paper tulips
Forgetting the nights you let slip
The words on your tongue
That kissed
“Nothing to regret it’s just a kiss,
just a kiss”
“I was thinking of you
I promise this
I promise you this.”
No more frogs, no more prince
You said you want to rewild
Want to be free
And I told you
Freedom doesn’t exist
You’ll soon see
You’re chasing a myth
On my lips is: Will the myth ever become the Mrs?
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It’s all a work of fiction. So it’s all myth
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