I’m cursed by Seven Infections from your Poison heart,
Your blue-eyed stare like an Ice Cold dart.
I’d Rather Fall than be Trapped in You,
By Your Side, all I see is the Colour blue.
Oh Baby, Your Energy is Unstoppable on the dance floor,
Pretty Sights all around, especially that Red Dress you wore.
I Ain’t Sure that Praying will save me this time,
I Still Want You, though you treat me like slime.
Then You Did your Usual trick,
And it hit me like a falling brick.
I’ve Changed but I Know You have not,
It can’t be About You, though I love you a lot.
I turn to go, and There She Is before my eyes,
You’re gone, but there will be a new Sunrise.