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  1. Emma

She said he hurt me with his hands
And all her colors turned to grey.
She was too young to understand
And she loved him anyway

She said his guilt had never shown
singing hymns or saying grace,
She kept his secret like it was her own
And he kept a smile on his face

The smoke and the mirrors are blinding
Yeah, it’s all part of the show
something inside her is fighting,
Is this not love?

She said, they wounded me with words
The glass was stained, the light was scattered
They said love forgives all hurts,
As if the hurting never mattered

The smoke and the mirrors are blinding
yeah, it’s all part of the show
Something inside her is finding
This is not love

This is not this is not not love
She says I can’t stay here & decay
Walk around mostly dead all day
I see now that this was never ok
And now I can see that their power
is waning by the hour
I can’t stay this kind of crazy

Whoah

The smoke and the mirrors are blinding
But the cracks have started to show
She says, I don’t know what I do believe,
but I know what I don’t

Whoah