I used to be one whole piece
Happy living in my fantasy
Where love is true
A man can be yours
And everyone lives
Happily ever after
Then sizzle sizzle
I broke the fiddle
There's no such thing as love
It's a morbid fantasy
Conjured by a stupid child
Who wants to sleep happy
No man is ever yours
All men is always hers
And everyone dies alone
And now I'm just half a piece.

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