he laid emeralds in her eyes
oh but i'd already tried
a bracelet made of gold
and scarlet thread around her wrist
but everything was wrong
so we sang sentimental songs
oh how seldom we belong
but how elegant our kiss
and we painted crooked lines
but we danced in perfect time
to a love so much refined
we know not what it is
until like a dullen wine
we pour into a grief we've known before
but never quite like this, never quite like this
all i know now is regret
she follows like a silhouette
on the cobblestone behind me
she has nothing much to say
except to innocently ask
her voice delicate as glass
"do you see me when we pass?"
but i...i continue on my way.
woke up with beauty in my bed
and isn't it sad how
we don't know it's beauty until it's dead
and it's beauty that i knew so well
but she wasn't doin too well
well i just wanna go someplace
where no one knows my name
and i don't have to explain
no i don't have to retain
that i lie to myself or protect myself
for the benefit of myself
i want power in my words
i want passion in my eyes
and when i wake up
i want life to be a surprise
and i guess that i didn't know it all along
and i guess that i never guessed
that i'd ever guess wrong
and i set myself up everytime you leave
to destroy the things i've got
for the things i need
each conversation separate from themselves
separates good from bad
and they never want what you got
until it's up for grabs
and then they want what you have
they want what you have
