The silent screams,
They relate to my wildest dreams.
I should have known they wouldn't last as long as we were in the shadows.
And I don't know anymore,
Who to blame??
But here's you, you keep me safe from harm.
But here's you, you take me in your arms..
Is this just a game?
This love is good,
This love is bad,
This love is brung back from the devil.
These hands are to let him go free,
But I can't let go of the rope chocking our love yet.
Wedding bells turned into alarms,
Caution: tape around my heart.
Is this love good?
Is it bad?
It's back from the devil.
These hands are to let him go free, but..
I can't let go just yet.
I imagine it would feel so relaxing, so peaceful to let go.
But I don't, because not all of the love has been drank out of the cup yet.
But I'll still wonder,
I'll wonder SOOO much,
Whether it felt good to let go or not.
But I'll never find out. Because now I'm just his doll.
I should have let go of that rope and fell onto the floor again.