Her lies match her dress Beautiful, white and just about harmless And his eyes speak his past Colorful, wild and totally ruthless Oh this bed and this mess Were both made Were both made in silence In a fight to the death Where these broken promises fix bayonnettes Oh and he said "This is your, this is your Nightmare This is your fairytale love Your fairytale love Oh this is your, this is your Nightmare This is your very own love Your very own love" And that look in your eye Is certain to try and divide us As the sun in it's sky Is threatening, is threatening violence Oh and he said "This is your, this is your Nightmare This is your fairytale love Your fairytale love Oh this is your, this is your Nightmare This is your very own love Your very own love Oh this is your Night" She said "How will I Get along" She said "How will I Get along" And he said "This is your, this is your Nightmare This is your fairytale love Your fairytale love Oh this is your, this is your Nightmare This is your very own love Your very own love Oh this is your Night Oh this is your Night"