You know where you want to go

You're so pretty and you let it show

You know your words and you let it be known

Beside your cradle and a heart of stone



You've lost at everything you've tried

They still ask about you sometimes

The claims you've made aren't aging well



You look at what you want to see

You carry your self so elegantly

You turn people into who you want them to be

Only the dead man's cry can set your free



And one by one they

One by one they die