Those lips of an angel get me every time
So luscious and soft and so heavenly...

You always seem to know
Exactly what to say...

I wish that I could tell you
How I've felt for so long...

Love is overrated
It's never how it seems...

Honey, I still get butterflies
When I think of that dark night...

Torn between two people
No idea of how to choose...

Snow
Gently falling...

Time after time
I try to forget...

What is true love?
Who can really say...

I stare at a silver blade
And wish it was crimson red...

I just want you to know
All the things that I'd do...

It spreads though out my weary mind
Infected with his deadly love...