she’s a doe needing saving (but not from her lover)
such a silly silhouette of sadness,
sitting on the edge of sainthood and sin.
singing in the melancholy silence,
signaling for someone else’s love again.
are you really sulking in the stillness?
have you really sunk into the world of swoon?
all they want is someone sweet and saddened,
all they want is someone who will just give in.
such a silly silhouette of sadness,
what exactly happens when you let this go?
who is hiding underneath this sadness?
who is she when no one else is in the room?
tell me darling is this is what you sought for?
lying in the silky swirls of lies and sex.
see that deep down you are truly broken,
seal the wound and sing a different kind of song.
