Two legs and two arms,
Two eyes but only one heart,
And still I'm apart from this world,
My name is different,
But my face remains the same,
And it's a shame that they call me
Pitiful, a disgrace; inhumane.
I might as well brand it on my forehead,
And wear my titles with pride,
After all, it's just a name?
What do I have to hide ?
Just a box of secrets, left in the dark,
An unstitched doll with a broken heart,
A letter, a rose and a glass of wine,
And a fine drawn line
Depicting the difference between love,
And a waste of time.
Oh, show me mercy,
For I never meant no harm,
But I've got you wrapped around my finger,
Like a kitten wrapped in yarn,
Oh, how I know you like it here,
My lover, my friend, my dear,
But time is just too trivial,
And I'm playing out your worst fear.
Here comes the smoke,
And the lights we dance,
The air will keep us afloat,
Because I offered one last chance.
Perhaps I'm spinning this web,
Farther out from my control,