The lovesick young girl
who felt her heart call
had known it was time
for her disguise to fall.

She was immortal
and she fell for a man.
One day she'd lose him
and that wasn't her plan.

So she called for the witch
and she plead for a chance.
It was all that she wanted--
and endless romance.

She made her wish
but a price would be paid.
Her soul would be sold
and the deal would be made.

Now she was empty,
and die she now could.
Her love still lingered
so tell him she would.

They met up at midnight
and her heart skipped a beat.
Her love was confessed
as she looked at her feet.

She lifted her heard
and tears filled her eyes.
He didn't love her
so the world heard her cries.

Now she would age
and later on die
but first her revenge
on the one who lied.

She returned to the witch
and made a request.
She could have back her soul
but this new curse got no rest.

So never would he love
and never would she care.
They were forever entwined
in a cycle of despair.