Her hair in waves of black water Her eyes like ice so cold and fragile Her fingers so long and thin pressed against her loving lips. holding onto something living Still wont make her real Pre Chorus
Shes killing me And I'm killing you I suppose she wants to be the only thing thats true.
Chorus
Shes your demon and your her lover Shes still in hiding but you'll see her in the end I suppose shes confiding in me because I'm like you She doesn't want you to know eventually she'll show.