Wiry fingers with short nails,
Trace over ivory keys...
The indifferent plastic
Lets its artificial flavor...
She's got black mascara,
Cover-up to cover all...
Red like the blood on your hand,
After you've cut one too many times...
The ladies and the gentleman
are gathered all around...
Spider bite on your heart,
You were caught in his web from the very start...
She was dressed all in gray,
On that cold, dreary day...
Tearstain on my pillow,
Where you should have been...
Thank you for being there,
Every time I look up...
The black rose sits starkly,
Among the white...
There is a corner where I like to hide,
Its so peaceful...
The sun is hiding behind a cloud,
And we all feel the lack of light...