All these words

All these words she said to me are talking in my mind
Every time she turned away from me
Every time I felt so left behind
Every time she wouldn't let me be free

Loving me so much she takes care of me now
Wiping the tears from my scarred eyes
With her fingers so beautiful and so delicate
As she puts me under her spell again, with all her lies

She whispers to me all through the day
Always one more, one more
I can picture her now, elegant, eyes dark as the night sky
Asking me what I am living for

A true lady wearing black, colour of sadness
Her red blood so free to spill
I slit my wrists for this woman over and over again
As she moves in for the final kill

Placing the knife in my outstrecthed hand
Feeding my deep and dark obsession
As I fall for her again, I cannot get away
My lady, The lady of depression