I thought I felt a spark
Thought I saw a flame
When something changed in you
Who took the blame?
My plan was foolproof as I became
A fortress of your heart
Love, the kind that kills and scars
And makes you kneel and crawl to hell and back
The words that slit your throat
And make you think of love as the new black
As what you lack
The sound of letting go a side of you
That we all set aside when the world as new
Under the full moon, only endless rain
And abscence of your heart
Love, the kind that kills and scars
And makes you kneel and crawl to hell and back
The words that slit your throat
And make you think of love as the new black
As what you lack
