It's funny isn't it how beautiful she seems
And how sweet her kiss can taste.
But her porcelain skin is full of sin and her eyes are full of shame. 
Her arms have scars as reminders we all know what's really true. 
Her stomach in knots what thickens the plot better than the pain you can't undo. 
Her thoughts in a twist
The bullet has missed
But she's more than dead to you.