There you are, oh I can see.
There you were again, not with me.
And there you walk again.
Stare at your bloody hands.
You're dancing to the bells and ballads of infidelity.
Whose hands in your grip?
Those aren't my lips.
I hope I'm dreaming this.
Explain your fault to me.
Oh, your gestures break heed.
Watch these hands of innocence lace the ignorant plead.
Your knees are scraped for the eyes of naught.
You're just like an angel,
but sent from the devil.
Watch my eyes bleed
from things I want unseen.
You bare the sight of innocence,
and another face you kiss.
I hope I'm dreaming this.
Explain your fault to me.
Oh, your gestures break heed.
Watch these hands of innocence
lace the ignorant plead.
Your knees are scraped for the eyes of naught.
Watch these hands of innocence
lace around every word you say.
You will pay.
Gravity affronts your halo,
and cascades your throat
and shrinks over every word you say.
There you are, look at me.
The seams are sewn by the pillow on my cheek.
