Из альбома: The Melody and the Energetic Nature of Volume
She wears her butterfly on her wrist
But she might as well cut it's head off
She's holding different weapons to kill the ghost inside
Or at least kill the thought she has of killing her mind she says
I love you with her hands, she says I hate you with her eyes
Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear I'll end this war, cause we both know
It wasn't worth fighting for
I ... by my wrist but you might as well tear my skin off
She's letting go convictions, to release the ghost inside
To release all the suffering of a cross and a girl I say
I love you way too much, so I'll say I hate you for tonight
Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear I'll end this war, cause we both know
It wasn't worth fighting for
She, she said to me I will be driving in the wrong direction
Did you ever think, that maybe your life,
Is heading in the wrong direction, baby
There's a cross up on the wall
See from the corner of your eye
When you're dead and on your knees
And she's begging please
So go and lay back down tonight
Because we won't know who are
Until you're dead and on your knees
And you're begging please
Theres a pretty girl somewhere, with a pretty name
But I could never let you know how much this means
I swear I'll end this war, cause we both know