Smoke and Mirrors

Wed, 11/26/2014 - 23:20 -- Herma

I’m the bad guy

The one with the black hood

I hold the weapon in my hand

And the hate in my heart

They don’t understand

They don’t understand

They don’t understand

If you were there

I was staring at her beauty

I thought she was all mine

You don’t understand

You don’t understand

She told me she loved me

She told me she loved me

Then why was she with him

In the dark alley

They say love is powerful

In the dark alley

I forget people are not possessions

I’m so sorry

I’m so sorry

I killed your daddy

I’m so sorry

I’m so sorry

But you don’t understand

You don’t understand

She told me she loved me

That’s why I killed her too

She loved me

She loved me

You don’t understand

You don’t understand

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