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The Girl of My Dreams

She’s an artist who’s lost in a portrait of a prom queen that never got crowned.

And I stood by her grave with the tears on my face as hey lowered her into the ground.

Her possessions were thrown to the fire as we danced in a ring ‘round the flames,

And the children will play in the ashes all day when I bury the girl of my dreams.

 

Her reflection that laughed through the mirror, it was always too fat or too thin.

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And she wished she could kiss the sweet lips of her prince, but they’re stuck on a bottle of gin.

And her carriage it vanished at midnight ‘cause in life nothing’s quite what it seems.

Now I’m killing myself with some chemical help ‘cause I buried the girl of my dreams.

Yes, revenge is so sweet but I’m less than complete since I buried the girl of my dreams.