Finding pieces inside of her head
Solving puzzles on the mirror
She smokes under my bed
Hiding, so I wouldn't see her
Or her fears, call the musketeers
Nor her tears, call the musketeers
She cries, she lies, she wanna leave me by her side
She flyies, she dies, she wanna leave my by her side
Walking down the horror corridor
Sweet moanings on the kitchen
Dude, that's her under her
With his sweets
In her mouth, vanish from the crowd
In her mouth, vanish from her crown
She dies, she cries, she wanna leave me by her side
She cries, she lies, she wanna leave my by her side
I never tried to let it go
But I alwayes dreamed that you and I will set and go
Come on, do shit with me, babe