Staring Eyes

She keeps wearing a dark smile, showing no expression
yet I can’t help but to stare at
the blood dripping from her hands
so careful in the ways that she crafts all her visions
with grief and excitement
where love is just a motel room to rent
I wish I could pretend

that all her vicious dreams
don’t mean a thing to me

Hey now, those reckless memories full of decadence and grief
reflect the glamour in her wide and staring eyes
Hey now, how could I not believe her seducing words
when all my life is mirrored in her wide and staring eyes?
 
Every night she draws pentagrams
in the back of my restless mind
yet I just can’t help but to fall for her
Every night I wake up from talking in tongues
of obsession and madness
Her gospel, so ruthless yet so clear
I wish I wouldn’t hear

And all her vicious dreams
they’re crushing down on me

Love, you’re acting like a child
yet everyone you touch is going down in flames so bright
It’s love and lunacy entwined
and oh, I know these promises, they won’t last kissing time