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Take the broken heart and stitch it up with some tearsBlush it up, dress it up and put it on ice, it keeps us coldFrozen your lips turn lullabies numbYou're laughing melodies in time with heartbreak and rhymeDon't go blowing me a kiss,'Cause you'll see it break down in all its elegance,Like a model wearing the wrong make-up for her own fashion paradeBiting your lip and I know,You are faking it, you are hating itWriting another lipstick letter, painting our script. you're the artist.Red for the love, white for the lies, black the clichés, I'll see it in your eyesBrush in some red, sketch in some blue, picture perfect, me and youDon't forget the title, "Inventing Tragedy in Black and White"Don't go blowing me a kiss,Cos' you'll see it break down in all its elegance,Like a model wearing the wrong make-up for her own fashion paradeBiting your lip, I know your faking it,Letting it bleed, I know you're hating itPainting my tragedy, singing my tragedyBut would you blow me a kiss?At the bottom of your lettersAll of my loveSongtexteAll of my hateAll of my loveThere's no melody that fits with drop-dead gorgeousYour name doesn't fit with the chorus or a line from her song,But she's singing your tragedy, and her lipstick stains, me and you Aus Songtexte Mania