Crimson Lilac

I never said I was nice
You want a fight?
Beautiful lovers
Just as she planned

Apocalyptic
Make her happy
Maybe she was right

The games we play
...baby, I feel primitive
Her wilderness... My pedestal

Exhausted by morning
Still smoking
It was going so well...

Goodbye on the horizon
Thank the lies
Fake....
Suck it up

It's what you're good at!