I don't know why
I come back to this mirror for your face
You don't have eyes
Soaked in blood, you can't recall my name
I thought I saw you watch me leave
You said its time and I agree
So am I
Lost inside my memory
Diastole or hyperbole
Is it alive
In this empty room it looks the same
As I designed
Walls are painted green, the boom in frame
I thought I saw you watch me leave
You said its time and I agreed
So am I
Lost inside my memory
Diastole or hyperbole
I was lulled by your loud
Silent pinup vow
I was wrong, I was wrong
The sound endowed with doubt
I was hung by this house
Burned down by your blouse
I was wrong, I was wrong
The clouds and shroud were proud
