when I was a little girl I used to walk the streets alone
I met this man with horns and a tail, he was all alone
something about him was charming and made me stay
he asked me to sit with him, he wanted to tell me a story
it was a story about the ABC's of death
and I could never get it out of my head
A was for accidentally falling for someone
B was for broken, something all humans are
C was for compassion, a thing he never showed
the story was long and cruel, it always made me wonder
if all these things are really true, what does love mean
if the demons that are haunting me at night are real
and they are here to come and get me, what does life mean
Im scared to go to sleep tonight I dont want to die
if I could just lay my head on your chest to hear your heartbeat
maybe when Im with you the devil wouldn't dare to torture me
maybe the voices would stop talking when Im around you
but you always was more like the sun
something the moon could never touch
the ABC's of death, my death.