Love was kind, for a time
Now just aches, and it makes me blind
This mirrors holds my eyes too bright
That I can't see the others in my life
We too young and heads too strong
To bear the weight of these lover's eyes
Cuz I feel numb beneath your tongue
Beneath the curse of these lover's eyes.
But do not ask the price I pay, I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head that run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord forget all of my sins
Oh let me die where I lie beneath the curse of my lover's eyes
Cuz there's no drink or drug I've tried
To rid the curse of these lover's eyes
And I feel numb beneath your tongue
Your strength just makes me feel less strong
But do not ask the price I pay, I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head that run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord forget all of my sins
Oh let me die where I lie beneath the curse of my lover's eyes
But I walk slow, I walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way.
But I walk slow, I walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way.