I saw a man
With four bullets in his head
From the other room
She knew he was dead
Puddled up misery
With a bottle of poisoned tears
Love found him there
Boiled in his own fear
I thought that I loved her
Why I haven't a clue
I stand above her
For knowing the truth
No heaven or hell
Can save you from your suffering
You must fight it off
With the passion of your soul
Letting the devil in your mind
Will soon make everything ugly
Holding him hostage
Only gives him more control
I thought that I loved her
Why I haven't a clue
I stand above her
For knowing the truth
For knowing the truth
For not knowing the truth
For knowing the truth
For not knowing the truth