
| All you can do is stare
Author: Dreamer Thinker All you can do is stare/ While I act like you're not even there./ All you can do is stare./ But he's never ever again gonna care./ You had your chance, now it's my turn./ All you can do is stare, and feel your stomach churn/ While I burn/ All your pictures with my own hands./ And I really hope you understand/ That all you can do is stare.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama - Words: 417 - Published: 09-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3060090
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Verse 1
Oh, oh, oh.
You're so fair skinned, like those stupid vampires.
I used to wish I was as pretty as you and that he'd admire.
But I guess he likes me for who I am.
Looks be damned, and I don't give a damn.
Pre Chorus
Cause I've realized
Lately you've been staring at me
With visible envy in your eyes.
You wish you were me?
Too bad, cause, see,
Chorus
All you can do is stare
While I act like you're not even there.
All you can do is stare.
But he's never ever again gonna care.
You had your chance, now it's my turn.
All you can do is stare, and feel your stomach churn
While I burn
All your pictures with my own hands.
And I really hope you understand
That all you can do is stare.
Verse 2
No, no, no.
I admit that he admits you're far prettier than me.
But he's wrapped around my fingers, not yours, baby.
See, there's this thing called a good heart.
If you had one, you wouldn't have torn him apart.
Pre Chorus
And I've realized
Lately you've been staring at me
With visible envy in your eyes.
You wish you were me?
Too bad, cause, see,
Chorus
All you can do is stare
While I act like you're not even there.
All you can do is stare.
But he's never ever again gonna care.
You had your chance, now it's my turn.
All you can do is stare, and feel your stomach churn
While I burn
All your pictures with my own hands.
And I really hope you understand
That all you can do is stare.
Bridge
Hey pretty girl
I'll admit, you made my whole world whirl.
But I'm not scared anymore.
Cause I know he's seen your true colors to the core.
It's too late, he's moved on, you gave him nasty scars.
And I'm gonna make him stop wishing he could run his fingers
Over your glowing skin and through your braided hair.
And all you can do is stare.
Chorus
All you can do is stare
While I act like you're not even there.
All you can do is stare.
But he's never ever again gonna care.
You had your chance, now it's my turn.
All you can do is stare, and feel your stomach churn
While I burn
All your pictures with my own hands.
And I really hope you understand
That all you can do is stare.
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