The curtain's closed

No way home
The nectar of life run dry
These tainted words
Made to hurt
Cut in me with its' knife

Eating my mind
And with each bite
I'm begging "Please Lord, no"

This place is a mess
The one has gone

Love songs, they kill me
They kill me... Now
Love songs are killing me
Are killing me... Right now

Trained to attack

Bull eye shot in black
I never thought they'd get me These pictures in my head...
Lying in my bed...
These whips make me bleed

This place is a mess
The one has gone

I can't hear the sceneries
Of constant tragedies Of what I meant to feel no more
Cause I'm already dead
And I just cannot bear
To hear another word no more