Paper Cut Eyes

Sculptor of Souls

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.