These pale blue lights cover me and so close I can see they're a mirror, oh nothing's how it seems. I walk slow, down through the crowds in their fake leather shrouds, to the corner, lost in paper dreams.
I could've swore I saw you by the door with a painter. She said she's not there but you never cared for her did ya? I fell from the stage with a thunder, tricked by desire.
You got the rest of me, give me my heart back MacGuire.
Those cold red eyes that you see me through. Won't tell you wether I'm lying, maybe it's just as well. If truth is all that your livin' for honey. Your one step from dying and only time will tell.
Begging me please, oh you played that old tease like an artist. I sold the clothes on my back just to keep you in rags. Now, perfectly sweet like a sadist, oh you're stranger than fire.
You got my innocence, give me my heart back McGuire.
The city's in bloom but I'm lost in this room by the window. Neon sign lullabys float through the blue evening haze. You hid me away like a shadow, only yours to acquire.
You've seen your best days, now give me my heart back MacGuire.
They don't need you no more, wont you give me my heart back MacGuire.
You got rest of me, give me my heart back MacGuire.
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