Tonight -
Won't you lay your hands on me?
Softly, softly -
Gently, gently -
Do you think that I'm so innocent?
That you can tell me how it goes?
I've been here before -
In this skin -
In these clothes -
You think that I'm so innocent?
Silly fool, the joke's on you.
Don't you know that all this time I've had
Someone else
To do.

I've covered your metal with ribbons
Little trinkets and delights
I'll put on my new dress
When I see you out tonight
Maybe I won't feel it
Maybe I can grin
When you wrap your arms around me
And when your claws dig in

Ah, how perfect!
How splendidly perfect you are!
Eyes like pebbles
Cheeks like sand
Lips the color of the ocean
Oh, my darling
You are perfect as a dream
And you shall be like this
For all eternity

Complicated.
Medicated.
Overrated.
Just be yourself!
Excuse me -
Can I have some help?
Oh, can't someone tell me
Who
I
Am?

You always say that I'm beautiful
But I know the truth
Just don't.
Don't.
Don't!
Please, I'm begging you.
Prince Charming -
You're ripping me apart
Stop.

You always say that I'm perfect
But I know the truth
I know what perfect is
It's not me
It's not you
But perhaps we could stay
Forever
Just like this
For the closest thing to perfect was the feeling of that
Kiss

My baby!
When you're awake you're
Brave,
Sarcastic,
Defensive,
And bright
When you're asleep, you
Hold onto me all night
Restless, afraid of the dark,
Of lions and of sharks
The two of us together
Makes an interesting pair
We're two orphans
Alone.
Independent.
Scared.
Looking for someone to fix us
Darling, you know I've tried
If I said that I can fix you,
God knows that
I lied

Shall I open my heart -
To you, my love?
I know what you want
I know what you deserve
Dig your hooks in deep, my love
So that when you go
And when I go
You will tear my heart away
Bit by bit by bit
It is already in shreds, my love
Shall I give you the rest?

Locked up in the garden
Beyond the twists and mists
You can try to save her
But she will not go
Weeping groans
Biting shrieks
Aching glares
You could try to save her
But she won't know the difference
She hates this place
Closed eyes
Open hands
Grasping, reaching, pleading
You may try to save her
But she doesn't want to go
Careless truths
Careful lies
Which one is better
When you are locked
In the garden
Of your own mind?