I hang on your every word… no sense, no malice… just absurd
Your lies… they sting, no faith no trust, no consolation do they bring
All my love… my life… and in my death, in this time and place with every breath
Nothing hurts more a woman scorned then a man who’s loves gone mad

When you lie, you crucify… your eyes, I can’t deny
When you lie, you crucify my soul

Alone I sit in the darkness here
And I pray for the strength to forgive you dear
Filled with scorn, pity, anger and fear
Conquered once more my dear

I hang, on your every word… no sense… no malice… just absurd