You've got such a way with words
I'm at a loss
Pulling ideas out of my head,
out of my ear,
here they come
Violet candy on the floor
So now you know I think in purples
and reds and hues of blue
Spin spin spin
Into words of love
Or was it rejection
Now I'm confused
Don't speak and don't move
Don't speak and don't move
Don't speak
Oh so it does get better,
it does get better after all.
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