The Only One

I love the attention and I love all of the tears
I love the whispered rumors that keep me on my toes for years
I love being a marketing ploy for a new life
I love the grief that comes with being someone else's bride

Uh oh, I need something typical
Almost like I am not so miserable
I will never know if I was the only one

I love the sit and smile routine, I love being a fantasy
I love how miserable someone could be when they pursue their dreams
If I had a dime for every time my hips could lie
I wouldn't have to write these songs for all the men who've ruined my life

Uh oh, I need something typical
Almost like I am not so miserable
I will never know if I was the only one

I get off on watching you run away
Laughing, screaming, dreaming as the tears stream down your marble face
What makes you say I'm not who you think I am
A puppet of a phony plan

Uh oh, I'll never feel pretty again
I'll always cling to the touch of a man
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Uh oh, I need something typical
Almost like I am not so miserable
I will never know if I was the only one
I will never know if I was the only one