In love I watched you change into a man Mirrored in my skin you looked your best And I would rather you stay innocent Than you discovering who I really am I would have worn a warning If I knew what was wrong But you discovered layers That I knew nothing of Convinced that you could save me Took years to see the truth That it had been imprinted Set, in rock stubborn youth There's a certain kind of madness That just cannot be explained Under sympathetic sadness Beastly anger left untamed There's a certain kind of pleasure In seeing lovers squirm like snakes That's how easily I measure, Just how much me you can take I really tried to tell you Run away whilst free While I try to uncover What's really haunting me Head rush while bobbing under Mouth open, bended knees It's true what people tell you About the apple and the tree Did you consider leaving When you saw her in me? Took it as charm, intriguing Until I let you see that There's a certain kind of lover Makes you question who you are Makes you hand over your powers Leave a bulging heart-shaped scar There are certain kind of memories That I don't know where to place Cannot shake, cannot pretend that These are things I can erase I do not understand you Though grateful for your love The demon is an old friend You cannot free me of