It's funny how love changes its mind,
When you're cold and all alone.
Down in the basement you screamed and cried,
So ashamed of what you'd done.
And then somebody heard your cries,
Came downstairs and held you close.
He stroked your hair and soothed your mind,
How he did you'll never know.
Weren't you already in love?
With the one who saved your life.
Like an angel sent from up above,
He was your shining knight.
But now you've slept with another man,
WIth the one who wiped your tears.
He keeps you warm and holds your hand
While you nurse your deepest fears.
What hurts the most is you KNOW you're wrong,
See the loook in his ice-blue eyes,
You've seen that evil and heard that song,
And you've read through all those lies.
Huh, that's strange! Like your FATHER, dear,
Is this demon sent from hell,
Like a witch-curse that has reappeared,
And it's not that hard to tell.
He's stolen your heart from the one you love,
Slipped an old watch on your wrist,
From 4:13 the hands don't move,
Freezing time upon your lips.
He poisoned your innocence, took your ring,
Broke the bonds that you held dear;
As the twenty-first day goes by you sing
And you cry with scarlet tears.
Hey Diana, why don't you just
Match his black heart to your own?
Surrender to fate and surrender to lust
So the nightmare girl is known.
You'll marry the devil ere the next full moon,
And forever it shall be
The dish ran away with the silver spoon,
When they murdered the fiddlers three.
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The Art of Confusion
ŞiirDiana Miller is schizophrenic...or at least she thinks so. She has never been clinically diagnosed because her father believes that mental illness is demon possession, and she knows he would never take her to a psychiatrist. To cope with her inner c...
