Let's all compliment her; she'll deny it, but hidden, her ego grows inside.
Let's all adore her; she'll enjoy it but forget it when loneliness attacks at night.
Let's all praise her; she needs it to make her feel okay, but she'll always need more.
Let's all sleep with her! She'll feel so desired, but in the morning she'll wake up a whore.
There is no pleasing the proudly insecure.
There is no love in return.
There is no putting her pieces back together.
There is no love.
There is no love.
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