There is a man I see each day who shudders as he passes my way
His eyes can bring me to my knees; my father beats me when he sees
Merope, he says, how can you look at a man who's not like you
Go clean the kitchen, you little rat, this man's blood isn't true
But what is blood when I only see beauty?
When's a muggle ever been so pure?
Oh father, brother, there is no other
He's the only one, I'm sure
One day when I am all alone I coax the man inside my home
I offer him a tasty drink and before he even has time to think
He takes my hand and we're in love, my eyes fill with tears of joy
We're married within a year; like magic I've gotten the boy
And what's a potion when I only see beauty?
And who cares if our love isn't pure?
I've finally got the one that I want
And we'll be happy for sure
For sure
But I can't take it anymore, the wonder's flowing through my head
For I cannot solve the mystery of the Riddle lying next to me in bed
He doesn't really love me, no he's just under a spell
I can't live with the guilt, so I'll just let him go
And myself as well
I stumble to a battered door
I scream, collapse I'm on the floor
I cannot breathe but I'm a mom
I touch my child and name him, Tom
But what is death when new life is created?
And Tom Marvolo looks just like him
He will redeem my honor
And when he finds his father
Tell him I'm sorry
Forgive me
Magic should be used for good
