| LyricsSo glad you called, I have a secret
 Keep yourself far away from me
 And, after all, it doesn’t really matter
 I try so hard to control what you see
 
 I’m sorry, I over thought about you
 I’m sorry, that you had to see
 
 The leaves will fall, and all the hidden ugliness will rear its ugly head
 And all, the dead beauty, will be there
 Lying in front of me trying to remind me of…
 
 So here I am, standing here naked
 I try to run, when you call my name (you say)
 Hold on my hand, we’ll endure inner torture
 Your beauty’s gone but it’s not out of reach
 
 And we all, strive on memories
 Then you fall, to pick up my leaves
 
 The leaves will fall, and all the hidden ugliness will rear its ugly head
 And all, the dead beauty, will be there
 Lying in front of me, trying to remind me of…
 
 What I once was…today
 And I hope…it stays the same
 
 
 
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