The harmonic sounds of lies and heroin have finally hit the ears of the naive listeners,
The ones who'd believe his conducted melodramatic lies; word for word, line for line,
As you hear a girl's scream in the back of the room; another heart has broken from these lies,
He promised too many girls forever to make you believe you'll actually last that long; he'll pretend you will though,
As soon as your body hits the ground; everyone will call you a victim of his foul harmonic lies,
His melodramatic sweet nothings pull you in for your very last fall; literally on the word last because it will be your last fall,
He'll smile that innocent smile when he's really planning your untimely demise in the back of his mind,
The one that end with your death and his complete satisfaction; he'll love you one minute and kill you the next,
Don't pay to hear his lies, darling, unless you're interested in being a victim of a homicidal maniac because believe me; he'll hold nothing back,
Your body will be too drugged up off of the morphine from his lips to understand the consequences of your actions,
So leave his melodramatic cries alone or become another naive victim, please don't be a fool, dear,
I'd hate to find out you turned out to be more naive than I thought and became another unsolved murder case.
