How did it come to this?
Why do I fantasize to kill you when you're sleeping?
I didn't know you feel the same.
When I say you're no good.
All you are to me.
How did it come to this?
Why do I fantasize to kill you when you're sleeping?
I didn't know you feel the same.
When I say you're no good.
All you are to me.
But as my eyes meet yours
I take all I can get,
They light up the shadows of my heart,
Return stolen works of art,
Yet you can't discern this moment's grace...
Love is a cannibal ridin' a carnival carousel.
'Round and 'round we roll, where it stops, baby nobody knows.