What You've Done

The first time that I saw you
 I knew my mind
 All my best intentions
 I left behind
 The secret code is broken
 I found it out
 When the door is open
 There's no room for doubt
 And all I ever wanted
 Was to meet my special one
 All the friends that gathered
 I knew each and every one
 They can't do what you've done
 They can't do what you've done
 The torch that you must carry
 Is burning me
 I saw you with your boyfriend
 He's bigger than me
 The pretty dress I bought you
 I wear myself
 Wipes away the memory
 Of someone else
 The mirror ball is spinning
 Like a golden fatso moon
 The girls of grace and glamor
 Have all arrived too soon
 They can't do what you've done
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 There's a poet in the bathroom
 And he's boring everyone
 Newspaper reporters
 Spoiling all the fun
 With their lies and crimes
 And piles of rhymes
 That don't help anyone
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