Just go on pretending that there is a happy ending
The fabric of our lives is woven from the pain that we hide
Breaking me down
Tare out my heart without a sound
Breaking me down
Tare out the useless pieaces of our lives
And take a ride in dead childrens playground
Midnight I know I'm gonna break her heart
Maybe its for the better
She is only happy when my hands
Are red with the blood of her sin
Midnight I know I'm gonna break her heart
Maybe its for the better
She is only happy when my hands
Are red with the blood of her sin
And I know its right
Feeling comfort when they die
And I know its true
All this hate I feel for you
And I know inside my mind
You will keep comming back to life
But I know its true
I will be the death of you
