Imprisoned in perfume
I smell her in my blanket when I'm sleeping
Strange how they hurt you
stinging memories they break your heart
And it's gone so fast
The only girl I ever loved is slipping through my hands
I blew a kiss, waved goodbye
turned my head and hid my eyes so you wouldn't see me cry

Count me out cause I'm a mess
A twisted accident a psychological wreck
A bruising sentiment

We'll count back and curtsey
The curtain falls and I begin to burn
We stand out like statues
impervious to pardoning our French


Lyrics submitted by cornswagie

Depressionesque song meanings
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    General Commenthow come nobody else has commented on this song?

    i love it
    sleepingxinon September 15, 2006   Link
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    General Commentits a pretty straightfoward song I think. about missing your loved one, how he can "smell her on his pillow when he's sleeping". next he says he's a mess w/o her, blah blah.

    good song, although I dont think it's their best.
    xkessb182xon January 02, 2007   Link

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