Like the other girls before me
Tuck us in and tell us stories
We don't have to think about it
Don't think about it
Steal the fruit, I bet it's rotting
Take a bite, tell me I'm naive
It's better not to think about it
Don't think about itI only give you white lies
Tell me I'm your own give me white lies
I only give you white lies
Tell me I'm your own give me white lies
You're afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You're depraved, soaking to the bone
God forgive, wash away what's left of my bloodIt's a curse not a blessing
That I can see what you want me to see
And I don't want to think about it
Can't think about itI only give you white lies
Tell me I'm your own give me white lies
I only give you white lies
Tell me I'm your own give me white liesYou're afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You're depraved, soaking to the bone
God forgive
Wash away what's left of my blood
Father, I just wanna tell you what you wanna hear
I'll disappear, disappear, disappearYou're afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You're depraved, soaking to the bone
Wash away what's left of my blood
You're afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You're depraved, soaking to the bone
Wash away what's left of my blood
