Tiny vessels oozed into your neck

And formed the bruises

That you said you didn't want to fade

But they did and so did I that day

~

So one last touch and then you'll go

And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more

But it was vile, and it was cheap

And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me

Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me