My conclusion is
if you ever think
that you're a sane person
then you have never been in love
at all

Don't you smell that?
That's my parfume
he's wearing

Don't you taste that?
That's my lipstick
you're kissing

Don't you know that?
I am that woman
he never stops loving

Tick tock
you're running out of time
the bomb is ticking
no more lies can rhyme
now go ahead and choose
which wire you're gonna cut loose
blue or red, no need to sweat
just cut one cause life is a bet
she is the red and I am the blue
try to keep both then I'll leave you

There he was
standing by the lake
all dressed in black
with a peek of white rose
on his cashmere suit

He reached out his hand to mine
and pulled me closer
close enough for me to read his thoughts
and so my heart softly melted
when he kissed my forehead
and bend on one knee, saying,
"how about we make a cute bedtime story
for our kids about how I proposed to you?"

Because I am madly in love
with the angel I found
within his **demon

While he was staring
into my trembling hope
and blurry eyes
he spoke in sigh;

“you ruin my life
—twice
but it’s okay
because it’s you
it’s you
you can ruin my life”

then
after a long paused
I kissed him and stayed