It's What You Get

A sinister giggle escapes your lips

The venom in your stare send shivers down my spine

Crows pulling at my hair

Drowning in your awful lies

Black blood running down my cheeks

Tears falling from my eyes

You stabbed love through the heart

Now it slowly begins to die

A true tragedy has formed

At the power of your hands

Never again will you see the trouble you've caused

Nor will you hear the children's soft 'Amens'

Because you'll be tossed away

Left to be damned