Where Is the Assassin?

No Camilia...
You're no fool you need me. 
Poison is the wind swell. 
Maybe I could love the three of you. Last thing I need from you is another heartless lay, but who am I, who am I to notice. 
Twenty-two is outside, inside you're all pink. Hallways filled with windows.
Maybe I could love the three of you. No Camilia, you're no fool, you need me. Poison is the wind swell. Maybe I could love the three of you.