Lletres: Kylie Minogue. Body Language. Obsession.

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Dress me up a thousand ways,
You're counting down the days,
Till I fall from my pedestal,
And then you can rescue me,
All the world can see,
You're the centre of it all,
We gave it our best try,
But then it was goodbye,
We were better off alone,
But now that's all gone for you,
And life is wrong for you,
But I can't help that,
You don't need love,
It's a question of obsession,
So drawn to your own reflection,
You want someone,
Like a personal possession,
To shine light on your perfection,
Call me up a thousand times,
You're hanging on the line,
Waiting for me to react,
But we've been here before,
And when I closed the door,
I never wanted a second act,
I saw it all clearly,
But you didn't hear me,
Thought our love was centre stage,
But now that's all gone for us,
And you are dangerous,
And I can't help that,
Gave my heart a thousand times,
And I can't count the nights,
That I cried myself to sleep,
But now I'm so over you,
And I see what you do,
Your sincerity's kinda cheap,
Remember the mind games,
Driving me insane,
When my life was not my own,
And even though you have gone,
It still carries on,
And I can't stop it