Alesana - And They Call This Tragedy

You make me sick.
I'll tear out those diamond eyes I can't bear to see.
Crimson spills on paper skin, they call this tragedy.

Remembering the nights when
you'd whisper to me soft
”Forever more my heart is yours”
Realize those words have died.

As the life fades from your eyes,
(fades from your eyes)
all that I can say
”Is it may not be too late?”
Try again, make it perfect,
(make it perfect)
make me worth it
or else die for all I care.

If I can
not be loved,
your
face disgusts me.
Then
none shall be
think of this.
Smile,
and bear your lies
as
I softly kiss your blood.
This broken trust will
glazed.
Lips once more
on this night
become your demise.
This thing you call love
dies.

As the life fades from your eyes,
(fades from your eyes)
all that I can say
”Is it may not be too late?”
Try again, make it perfect,
(make it perfect)
make me worth it
or else die for all I care. After today silence will haunt you,
expect no (expect no) forgiveness.
After today (your life)
silence will haunt you (will end).
Expect no forgiveness tonight.

Now I grit my
teeth and finish.
What I know must
be done to kill the
memory
of you.

Now I grit my
teeth and finish.
What I know must
be done to kill the
memory
of you.

And you said this would be forever,
you said this would be forever.

As the life fades from your eyes,
(fades from your eyes)
all that I can say
”Is it may not be too late?”
Try again, make it perfect,
(make it perfect)
make me worth it
or else die for all I care.