Were She Not So Beautiful

 Your face that launched a thousand ships
Your face I hardly give a shit
Apple of the Chaos eye
The golden apple was a lie 

For you I crossed the wicked sea
Your love a lie I once believed 

Gunmetal Trojan whore
Helen knows we’ve seen this before
Now it’s time to start the war
Your ships are stranded on my burning shore 

Two bullets loaded in my gun
You know for whom, my lovely one
You and him, you fuck so well
For that it’s time to give you hell 

For you I crossed the wicked sea
That holy lie I once believed

Romeo’s blood stains the bed you made
As you see this love turned to hate
Now it’s time for my Russian roulette
Your cries mean nothing, Juliet
Once click, two clicks, three clicks, four
Your luck’s run out you fucking whore

 For you I crossed the wicked sea
To say that you are dead to me