You hold my mind in your hand,
I hope you're happy.
Laughter echo's in a silent room,
you're the only one laughing.

Everyone stands around with straight faces,
glasses of wine in their hands.
Charcoal suits and bright white dresses,
you're legs are weak,
you can barely stand.

You think you're perfect,
with your pretty little face,
you're in a race against time,
I'm coming back for my mind.

You think you're cool,
at the party of fools,
wearing you're red dress,
you're just a mess.

Everyone smiles and stares at each other,
sharing glances and faces.
No one knows there reason they're here,
they just drink away the pain,
everyone gets wasted.

Your shiny white smile,
is stained with blood,
the blood from my heart,
the blood from our love.

Everyone's dancing,
they don't know they're dead,
lost lovers romancing,
over memories in their head.