You want to know god
You want to know about love
You want to know what I do
Ill tell you it all
Ill tell you everything
I am not in love with you
Not anymore
Becuase of the tide
Serving us somber belief
And I am a master
And I am the puppet
In the cold I am a theif
Writhe in decadence
Sick drops of wine
Lovers grotesque in ugly adoration
We are cold and ashamed
We are nothing less than perfect
Lost in the sparks of temptation
Black and blue like dawn
Red and orange like dusk
God is alive in you and me
Love is a lie we comfort each other in
Little lamb, little lamb
Yeah I used to love darcie marie
