Many people have asked me
What's so romantic about death
I answered tragedy
A love affairs crystal meth
You'll see me as dark
You'll see me as scared
Think I'm stark
Think I'm writing out the things I feared
But stop to wonder
A romance in sorrow
Lighting before the thunder
Arun, Arun, what's wrong
Arun, Arun, why don't you write a happy love song
Arun, Arun, what's wrong
Arun, Arun, you haven't been happy for so long
It might be true
This heart is bruised
As blood is beauty
So confused,
A reflection is more enchanting
In broken glass
Touches so sweet
With bleeding hands
Diamond Rivers red
Tell me who can't see romance
In being dead.
Arun, Arun, what's wrong
Arun, Arun, no goodbyes just so longs.
Arun, Arun what's wrong
Arun, Arun, where is it broken hearts belong
