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I felt I would break into a million little pieces.
But I held it together with my lipstick armor.
Deflecting what he said and defending all I do.
So then I ran home to you, and peeled off all the layers.
I put on my boxer shorts, the ones that have the tear.
We sat on the couch and kissed between bites of ravioli.
You told me I was beautiful.
And held me tight as we slept.
But I held it together with my lipstick armor.
Deflecting what he said and defending all I do.
So then I ran home to you, and peeled off all the layers.
I put on my boxer shorts, the ones that have the tear.
We sat on the couch and kissed between bites of ravioli.
You told me I was beautiful.
And held me tight as we slept.