You say you wake up in the morning
Feeling used like a fallen angel
Tired and bruised, it's got you feeling
So insane, more dead than alive
Love's got you stained on the inside
Oh, is it love, love, love, oh, is it?
Oh, is it love, sweet love?
So don't tell me you feel pretty when you're such a mess
Just try to remember and don't forget
We're all dancing in the darkness, don't shut out the light
I want so bad to ease your pain on the inside
Oh, is it love, love, love, oh, is it?
Oh, is it love, sweet love?
You're drowning in excess thoughts of suicide
Like a mirror you can't hide
Fallen angel, fallen angel

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