No longer will I wait, no longer will I hide.
Too long I've been trapped in this social suicide.
They glance by wondering, never knowing how it feels.
To run like a child from this god forsaken deal.
I made it with the devil, I swore he was a saint.
He held me close, said this is love and I silently I sank.

Into the dark, into his arms. Where only I belonged.
And like a child, I played his game, not knowing I was the pawn.
He took care, with every little word.
To make it feel, as real as real can be.
I reveled in whispered lies, just to smell his sweet perfume.
I saw the sin deep in his eyes, but battled for the good.
I heard the lies in his voice, I knew what I should do.
I should run, I should flee, but what about him?
I could save his soul, I could set him free. And it happened, in just a whim.
It was enough, it set him off, he needed me no more from me.
He crossed his heart, I hoped to die if I wasn't his.
And like a genie in a bottle, he granted  me that wish.
I'm gone now, my soul has withered thin.
I'm hanging on to this last sentiment.
My heart is gone, I wish it weren't true.
But if I know one thing, the devil lives in you.