Manipulating Woman
Artist: Ladyhawke
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Manipulating Woman Lyrics

You're a women without a clue
you're a friend of no ones too
Keeping track of all your lies
must be hard for someone new

So better not try to get inside my head
you'll find a nightmare waiting

You make it worse
Leave it to the ones who know me
Playing that game will only hurt you
You make it worse and never better

Manipulating woman
you're making friends and using them all up
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain

I'm a girl who sees a fraud
I'm suspicious and keeping notes
Watching you go through my friends
Waiting here to make my move so

Give you an inch, you'll take a mile
Pulling me down to push yourself up
You make it worse and never better

Manipulating woman
You're making friends and using them all up
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain

Manipulating woman
You're making friends and using them all up
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain

You're so completely twisted
You're so completely evil
You're so completely wrong
But here I am still stuck with you, with you

Manipulating woman
You're making friends and using them all up
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain

Manipulating woman
You're making friends and using them all up
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain

Manipulating woman, manipulating woman
Manipulating woman
You're making friends and using them all up

Manipulating woman, manipulating woman
Manipulating woman, you must be used to the pain
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon