Nov 2017
Once again
She sleeps with the monster she created
Knowing full well in the morning
He will have left with the moon
For what he feels for her
Is only what she wants to see in him
She sleeps with the monster she created
Knowing full well in the morning
He will have left with the moon
For what he feels for her
Is only what she wants to see in him
Baby girl, it's all an illusion. Put down the bed sheets, wipe the tears away, and learn that you are more without him.
