A peep show that has been seen before
It’s unfortunate that it’s become tiresome
What is love but a promiscuous relationship with hate?
Come on baby… Let’s have this dance one last time
It is not written, in the book of love?
The children will watch as we two step on their graves
Will the lights and glamour of our majestic stride blind them into submission.
Let’s dance again baby, just you and me, like the good ol’days!
Forget the pain and suffering you put me threw
“It’s holy waster under the bridge,” so to speak.
Just listen to the music and dance this song with me, for eternity
This is my gift to you as a token of my faith, commitment and eternal admiration
It’s the least I can do in return the for the world you’ve given me
Let’s dance on their graves as they play the tune to their own damnation
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