Play Dead (исполнитель: The Birthday Massacre)
And boys are so cold They speak without meaning The only time they talk is in their sleep And girls are a bore Their touch without feeling Their secrets always far too grim to keep And up until now You've lived in their shadows trying hard to please them But they'll never change As long as there breathing Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme To those of us who've never tried To find a face behind our lipstick smiles And as our pretty faces die Our broken hearts will wonder why The make-up just won't hide the scars of time And boys are so [bad word] So don't let them find you tonight And girls are so vain So put them behind you tonight I'll cast you a spell magic where everyone plays dead forever And after tonight they'll never remind you Thinking hurts And thoughts don't rhyme To those of us who've never tried To find a face behind our lipstick smiles And as our pretty faces die Our broken hearts will wonder why The make-up just won't hide the scars of time Thinking hurts And thoughts don't rhyme To those of us who've never tried To find a face behind our lipstick smiles And as our pretty faces die Our broken hearts will wonder why The make-up just won't hide the scars of time