Sculptor of Souls
She's a devilish artist,
a sculptor of souls.
She'll bend you and break you
into her mould.
She'll try to change you,
keeping you hooked.
It's necessary
to fit in her book.
Tells you she loves you,
tells you she cares.
Today she is here,
tomorrow she's there.
Why won't you listen,
why can't you see.
How can she love you,
if she can't even leave you be.
