Your scrapbook’s filled with picturesOf all your leading menOh baby don’t put my pictureIn there with themOh don’t make us some little girl’s dreamThat can not ever really ever come trueBaby don’t do it to meI won’t do it to youYou see all the romantic moviesYou dream and take the boy’s homeBut when the action fades girlYou’re left there all alone----------? ----------? ----------? ---------to see the late late show----------? --------do it? --------to him to her? ---make you cry like you do girlNow every night you go out lookingFor true love’s satisfactionBut in the morning you always end upSettling for just lights, camera, actionIn another cameo roleWith some bit play you’re befriendingYou’re gonna go broken heartedLooking for that happy endingWell girl you’re gonna you’re gonna end upJust another lonely ticket soldCrying alone in the theaterAt the end of the showDon’t make us some little girl’s dreamThat can not ever really ever come trueBaby don’t do it to meI won’t do it to youYeah, I won’t do it to you
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White Lies Lyrics

Bruce Springsteen – White Lies Lyrics