A loved one laid his head on her lap
red roses fell to the floor
and the world, stood still
My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
I didn't know what love was on that day
my heart's a tiny bloodclot
it never heals it never goes away
I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I would have told her then
that I could love in this dying world
but the simple word "love" itself
already died and went away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die
Her heart's bloodstained egg
we didn't handle with care