They say not to fall into this temptation,
Cupid's arrow strikes me on the back again, and I fall.
Even more than ever before,
this story begins with my finger on the trigger,
shall we play a game of roulette?
Should you be the one, are you the one?
Is this too much to take?
I never knew I'd stand here waiting for the curtain to fall,
with this gun in hand, I question,
will this show end with an applause?
Which side of the barrel will you stand?
When I have taken my last breath,
The story ends where it begins and time will tell
just what we did.
They say only time can tell,
only time can tell,
where we will go.
Go,
go to the end of the road.
Never let go 'til you know,
what's become of this story,
and let it unfold.
Let shit unfold.
What have I become?
Another one of your poisoned victims,
what has become of me?
Tonight is our night,
so pack your bags and enjoy the ride.
Now take this one step at a time,
never planned to make it out alive,
feel the want to be as one,
since we've made it out on time,
feel your body sway to the beat,
no one would have pictured this to be,
this final stare into the eyes,
my opinion slowly will untie.
They say only time can tell,
only time can tell,
where we will go.