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My wolf is dressed like a pharisee This masquerade ball descends on me I call his bluff - my hypocrisy His song is sweet but my heart's too free We swindle ourselves, playing and cheating desire Crooked con artists, pretending we have some power We set off a flame except we don't play with fire Just two charlatans crying in the moonlight hour Still I love this fraud, I know this deceit I know why we please and why we are weak We need to be perfect, so we will lie We must craft an image while we slowly die. So paint me like this, in the morning light With the dress on the floor where you left it last night Write me a song about our only fight I promise I'll listen when the time is right Kiss me tonight to make up for this life Whisper your secrets before we must run Call out my name in your dreams with your wife We don't know how to love if it's not fun Let's set this thing free, let it go, let it be Of course we are both cast...

This is for everyone who's been let down Who's been broken and afraid Who gave too much, or not at all Who wasn't met. You, who were manipulated and coerced You, who heard only vile words You, who cried alone at night Know this: That wasn't love. Love is not enmeshed with pain Love is not something that is taken Or demanded, or even given It plays no games It takes no pleasure out of pain It harbors no contempt No anger or regret Love does not depend on another Love does not fear Love does not punish Love doesn't hurt. Love is a state of being The beauty that you choose to be It is kindness and compassion It is goodness and hope. Love keeps no score It makes no wounds It is not careless or rude. Love is always there Just past the broken heart Beyond the hiding place. Love is found within the soul Of those who choose to be love. When two such souls come together The world around them is a brighter, better place Because they ...