It's safe to come out now,
No one is around.
This sugarcoated donut lost it's flavor long ago.
And I just don't know what to think
When your disguise begins to show.
Now I know,
I always think to slow
Cause I never,
Thought I would miss our sweet forever,
Of passion violence.
But I can't forget
The wretched torment
It's on it's noose and hung beneath my ribs.
Can't you see,
Can't you see,
Why can't you see?
My heart is branded
It's all your fault
You're hanging from my ribs,
And I hope you fall.