I lived a
loner, then you came
I died then, taking your name
Beautiful you are to look at
But you are mean and crooked
You used me to fill your time
And I swayed to your every damn rhyme
My beautiful thoughts were made ridiculous
With your rending of heart so meticulous
Yet I love you through my grave
For whatever nuances you gave
This is the agony of every last lover
The pain of a broken monument's worker
In the pain too, I think of you
Scream I do, I love you, I love you
I died then, taking your name
Beautiful you are to look at
But you are mean and crooked
You used me to fill your time
And I swayed to your every damn rhyme
My beautiful thoughts were made ridiculous
With your rending of heart so meticulous
Yet I love you through my grave
For whatever nuances you gave
This is the agony of every last lover
The pain of a broken monument's worker
In the pain too, I think of you
Scream I do, I love you, I love you
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