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I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
That one makes me scream, she said
she, he, and me
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
She told me she wouldn't
I don't like her because she won't like me
I saw him lying there leaving me, and I did not know
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
The whole world is lying to me
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
She only wants me for tech support
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
Why is this lying bastard lying to me?
She Blinded Me With Science
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
I knew she wasn't faking
Lying, cheating, cunt of a person: Hi, that'll be me.
Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
everyone who ever told me i was pretty was lying.
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
She told me to say that
She said she loved me
this city wasn't built for me
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She loved me for my maths
She Loves Me
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She looks at me and she laughs
She tells me she drives a truck.
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
She is still undoing me.
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
She told me I'd make a good Satan
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
She told me she remembers three things about me
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She just looks at me
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
She Fucks Me
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She only wants me for sex
Two condoms, she makes me wear
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She kills me
She loves me, she loves me not
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
She misses me
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
Tell him, she told me
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
She doesn't need me anymore
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
she seems bored with me after all this time
It wasn't so much a trip down memory lane as it was me carjacking someone's memorymobile and speeding off down the freeway, but I digress.
She might not need me. But then again she might.
She saved me from Hylas' fate
She cleaned up for me at least.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
She approached me with some vague line
I was pretty sure that wasn't how slasher films were supposed to end, but you won't see me complaining.
She found me on public transportation
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
She asked me to read her a poem
She wasn't connected to the earth the way the rest of us are
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
She Speaks to Me
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
She pulled the "I love you" on me
You may think I'm lying, but it's true
The Two Lying Bastards Show
Lying next to someone at night
Lying, Cheating and Stealing
What to do with insane amounts of insulation foam you have just lying around
Shall I Compare Thee to a Dead Portuguese Man-of-War Lying Bloated on a Polluted Beach?
lying to yourself
Odysseus was not lying
Lying lonely in the dark
Guide to lying to your parents
It's never too soon to start lying to your kids about drugs
The Good Consul's Compassionate Lying
Gentle Lying
Is lying about the reason for war an impeachable offense?
On Truth and Lying in a Non-Moral Sense
Lies And the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
The Art of Lying
Lying saturated beside you
who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on this earth, lying, on quilts, on the grass, in a summer evening, among the sounds of the night?
That's my heart lying in the gutter there; a heart like a shattered banana.
You lying whore
On Lying in Bed
in a sexy, sequined dress, lying across the piano
unless, of course, we assume the narrator is delusional or lying, which is far less interesting. Or, alternatively, if we assume magic is real
you can always find a razor lying in the road
One of Us is Lying
What Me Worry (user)
-Me- (user)
me
Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me
So Sue Me
Ya shoulda killed me last year
If I didn't ask, I'd never know (how much you hate me)
It could be the last time you see me alive
Zap me
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Drug Me
Why Not Me?
Timor mortis conturbat me
Eat Me
Please Please Me
Come to Me
C is for cookie, and that's good enough for me
Don't stand so close to me
You Really Got Me
Me too
Don't Crush that Dwarf, Hand Me the Pliers
Sure, as soon as you get me back on an orbital platform
Do you know me?
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes
Me and a Gun
Rape Me
Pour Some Sugar On Me
That man bit me
Excuse me
Give me a break!
What, me worry?
England Made Me
The shape of me and other stuff
A Book about Me, by Me Myself
Don't Sit Next to Me Just Because I'm Asian
Big Me
You're not the boss of me
Below me
(and it wasn’t in my time nor yet in your time: but a very good time it was for all that)
A letter to those who have impressed me
Gonna go buy me some Jesus!
Someone please kill me
Pardon me
Better him than me
I vs. me
I was discovered by scientists, what will they call me?
Things my mom doesn't argue with me about anymore
talk to me not the computer
Beam Me Up, Scotty
away from me
Farm auctions rip me in half
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms
Gag me with a spoon

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