Good Scene, Bad Dream.

Theres a thick mist that lies above the truth,
Clouding my vison, so hard to see.
You can try and clear it, but it eats you up,
fills your lungs, its hard to breathe.

Just can't make up your mind,
But don't you dare leave me hanging here.
Floating in deceiet,
I'm falling faster into fear.
Why cant I be happy?

Chorus.
You're like the good scene in a bad dream,
Driven by regret, another failed concept.
It's fucking obscene what you mean to me,
A game of russian Roulette that I'll never forget.

Did think you could keep it a secret?
Hide it behind your sick little smile?
If I'm the game, and you're player,
Why can't you lose once in a while?

Once the mist had cleared,
I could read you like book.
Sure enough, the pages torn,
But all I needed was one simple look.
You'd never make me happy.

Chorus.
You're like the good scene in a bad dream,
Driven by regret, another failed concept.
It's fucking obscene what you mean to me,
A game of russian Roulette that I'll never forget.

Now you think its over,
but it can work both ways.
You can see how it feels
to be the one thats played.

You turned me into the monster I am,
now it's your turn, your own little scheme.
Its not over 'till the angels scream.
For once I'll be happy.

Never let it go,
Here we go.

Chorus.
You're like the good scene in a bad dream,
Driven by regret, another failed concept.
It's fucking obscene what you mean to me,
A game of russian Roulette that I'll never forget.

Hold onto your guilt, Never let it go.
Thats who you are, who we are,
Oh!